"A soul?" Raine repeated, and she glanced between Meira and Solomon with a frown. She had certainly missed something, and Solomon's ka was present enough that he must be perceiving something she could not.

Traded a soul. "The deal you mentioned," Raine concluded aloud, and she got up, pacing across the room to retrieve her staff. Something that she couldn't sense, but Solomon could, which had informed him about something regarding trading a soul. Her hypothesis was that the Void was in play, and as such, she wanted her staff in hand. Just in case.

She sat down again with her staff across her knees, though, not an outright hostile position. "Meira?"