That I don't know. [Fun! This, the concept of souls going insane in the River, is much more fun than the dinner party downstairs. He wonders briefly if it's still happening, if it continues while they aren't around to look at it, and if so, then have Magnus and Abigail...
Well. The River.]
The River and other liminal spaces aren't my area of expertise. I've been told that traversing the River without a considerable amount of thanergy and a life to return to would be... [He waves a hand, moving to take a seat at a rickety, flimsy-covered table in an equally aged armchair.] Inadvisable.
[He considers the facts, call them. Aha. He wonders if Paul should know these things - if anyone outside the Nine Houses should be burdened with the true breadth of their bullshit - but it's not as if the River is here.
It's a squid-filled fucked up ocean. Very different. Nuanced.]
As far as I'm aware, the River is it. Someone from the Fifth- [mmph] -would be able to tell you more; they have a gift for talking to the dead. Holding a soul together takes focus and energy, far more than when the soul is contained in its own original body, particularly when it's someone else's. Most people aren't prepared to do that when they die, so let's say that they drown, whether they die suddenly or after a long, long time.
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Well. The River.]
The River and other liminal spaces aren't my area of expertise. I've been told that traversing the River without a considerable amount of thanergy and a life to return to would be... [He waves a hand, moving to take a seat at a rickety, flimsy-covered table in an equally aged armchair.] Inadvisable.
[He considers the facts, call them. Aha. He wonders if Paul should know these things - if anyone outside the Nine Houses should be burdened with the true breadth of their bullshit - but it's not as if the River is here.
It's a squid-filled fucked up ocean. Very different. Nuanced.]
As far as I'm aware, the River is it. Someone from the Fifth- [mmph] -would be able to tell you more; they have a gift for talking to the dead. Holding a soul together takes focus and energy, far more than when the soul is contained in its own original body, particularly when it's someone else's. Most people aren't prepared to do that when they die, so let's say that they drown, whether they die suddenly or after a long, long time.
[A beat.]
Metaphorically drown, that is.