"And yet anything is quite a subject to narrow down to find a cause, isn't it?" But she looks at the sketch and then at him as his excitement becomes palpable. Oh, dear Seyra, don't let her have another Jonathan Strange on her hands. Anything but that.

"Hmm, I'd put terrifying quite high on the list, thank you very much." Honestly, what was it with her meeting thrill seekers all the time? Didn't anyone wish for a quiet life of safety and security? She's already died once and she's not looking to repeat the performance. Absently, she places a hand on the chain around her neck, where her vial of blue liquid lies against her skin and hidden from view.

"But I am intrigued by what the merfolk are doing and I hope here today we can come to understand why they're doing it." Christine can admit that much, at least.