"You can really place it on an organ like that?" Oswall unconsciously scratched at his back uncomfortably.

The others had a mixed response. Vera raised an eyebrow at Darahil, then looked to Meesei, "Any opportunity to reduce risk to the clan is something I can support."

"Quite," Darahil gave no direct response to Vera's look. "I must admit, Meesei, my expertise is not within the types of enchantment you describe, but it seems that this plan is a wise opportunity to take if you can exploit it so. Just promise us that you will not take undue risks with the prisoners..."

"...And," Oswall looked at Meesei sternly and jabbed a forefinger in her direction with every word to emphasise them, "Don't. Let. Harriet. Attack our people."

Darahil narrowed his eyes at Oswall when he was interrupted, but finished all the same. "We'll put our trust in you here. Is there anything you will need us to do or provide to prepare? I can spare some of the larger of my soul gems if you require the power."