[No one from that world can do anything small, can they. Raine laces her fingers together, around her cup, and thinks that over. Maybe she doesn't understand the direct implications of Anton coming to her, but she can guess he wouldn't bring this to anyone unless the threat was very real and very present.]

He can use Necromancy? [She considers what she's seen of Solomon's power, imagines that uninhibited by conscience and driven by rage. That's grounds for a moment of fear, shown mostly in the tightening of her hands and the way she looks down at her tea with studied blankness. One moment, and no more: this hasn't come to pass yet, after all.] Finding a way to cure him is urgent, it seems. I'll do everything I can.

[Leaving out that she doesn't know what that is, as she's already proven not particularly useful when it comes to healing Skulduggery.] I plan to visit him in a day or so, with some of my notes; perhaps I can convince him to let me see if anything has changed. ...Does he know you're telling me this?