[ Oh, Fou is a smart little guy! Wei Wuxian gives him a little ruffle of the fur. ]

Mm, that’s why the lack of death is so strange. I don’t hear any spirits whispering to me.

[ And he grew quite used to it. Merlin’s words, however, make him frown. ]

What would this spell be, Merlin? You said you can’t get a proper read of that creature, so what do you think a spell might even do? What if it backfires on you?

[ Fou has a point! ]