While oblivious to specifics, Raine could catch on to the fact there was something personal attached to Anton's words. It wasn't particularly surprising, nor was it something she was going to remark on -- that was hardly introductory material -- so instead she inclined her head toward him in thanks for fielding the question.

"It is, however, also the reason I've learned as much as I have." The need to know everything she could had driven inquisitive habits in every single place she'd been. It also meant she could answer many of the inevitable questions Ryder asked, and she did enjoy having such a genuinely interested student.

In the quiet of a contented turtle receiving excellent attention, Raine let her focus wander, from food to architecture and finally back to the sigils burnt into the walls. Something about the shape of them reminded her of a conversation from a few days past-- they were not the same shapes she'd seen then, but had some similar structures, and she would be comfortable with assuming they were of the same language.

And Skulduggery had said he might know the new parent. Raine rested her chin in one hand, amused. "Do you happen to know Skulduggery Pleasant?" she asked, almost idly.