Right, that does actually require he pause in his current activity and give what she's saying some focused thought. He sets his files down, sinking down onto the stool nearby and considering her. Before Nekweros, maybe he would've said he didn't believe in that sort of thing. He would have said it's hard to have an opinion on something he doesn't believe in; he would have said the hatred he sees springing up in others about it worries him, not for what it is but for the harbouring of such hatred and the cruelty that blind rage can strike with.

Nekweros shook up his world, and Baedal's turned it all the way upside down. Some of what he thinks is the same, but he no longer dismisses the occult out of hand as he might have once.

"I don't like to talk about things I don't know," he says, finally.