I frown in frustration and cross my arms "thats rediculous... Do you need the auras... Or souls...?" I ask looking at him my frown still plastered on my face.

"Well, yeah. . .I don't have a soul of my own. Gotta make up for that missing energy somehow."

I start to grumble incoherent words and I begin to pace still muttering to myself.

Sibnele goes back to being completely focused on his book, ignoring you.

I continue to pace my eyes turning from th crimson I had tjem at to a black 'Iskren... When you bound Sibnele to that pact... Can he still take in emotional auras?' I ask Iskren reaching out with my mind.

Iskren, back at camp, pops his head up, faintly hearing Sammy. The pact? That was broken when 'Luca' attacked Sibnele. Why do you ask?

Meanwhile, Sibnele has finished his book, cover-to-cover. He snaps his fingers, and the shadowy tendril returns, grabbing the book delicately. It starts to rise up the shelf slowly.

I smiled victorious "Sibnele... The pact was broken whne 'luca' attacked you!" I said smiling and looking at Sibnele carefully.

"Oh, that's nice, isn't it. If only we made just one pact," Sibnele grumbles. "We've had older truces."

The tendril carrying the book up suddenly vanishes, and the heavy novel hits the ground hard as Sibnele doubles over, wincing. The edges of his form are flickering again.

I step forward worry clear in my gaze.

Sibnele grits his teeth, his hand gripping the armrest. He glares at you. "W-what do you want?"