Hilde nodded, more of a placeholder than a communication.

"I have it," she acknowledged. Frowning as she realised that the powder was another suspect item that would complicate things with Strickland.

"He dosen't seem much like a witch hunter, not like the ones at the castle. He's dashing, handsome in his way," there was a tinge of bitterness in her voice. 

"They would come to the convent sometimes for healing, the Mother Superior said that their souls burned too hot, or that their hate did."

"Do you have much experience with them? Are we going to be able to keep Isolde safe?"

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