Blood magic spilled through the air and the overpowering stench of magic (discernible only to Artorius) roused him from his slumber.  His eyes burned like coals once again and the skull began to chatter within the confines of Lilith's robes.

"I SMELL POWERFUL MAGICS!" The muffled voice rang out from behind a layer or two of fabric, "LILITH LET ME HAVE A LOOK AT THIS NEWCOMER!"