"But only sometimes." Raine shifted smaller pieces, discontent with those she was finding. "In my world, spirits are almost exclusively associated with the elements. However, I doubt it's quite the same concept." It hadn't been in other cases, at any rate, though Jack was the closest she'd found to approximating it in other worlds.

She did have to wonder what Celsius would make of him, and the reverse, though it was evident winter had to involve more than simple ice.

Another shelf that was large enough to be reasonable salvage. Raine stacked it with the first, kept sorting through. "It sounds appropriate, that her name should resemble her. Who is her father?"