"...that IS concerning." Ty admitted.

"Extremely so." he went on.

"And you're a reaper. Were a reaper. Whatever." he then said. "For you to be alive would bring... complications... to the world. If it's not just you." he continued, pausing for a moment.

"If this is an isolated incident, then it's still concerning. Just... a bit less so." he said further.

"How are you feeling?" he asked. "Aside from 'alive and confused'." he clarified. "Do you feel like anything is off or different, or do you feel... well... like you did when you were alive previously?"

Ty paused for a moment when she said the last part, and smiled slightly.

"Well then. I suppose you should eat." he told her.

"If you like, I can get you something from the cafeteria while you speak with Sharp." he offered.

"Just tell me what you would like. What you would prefer." he continued.

"Our cafeteria has a good selection, but you probably already know that." he then added.

Ty nodded in response.

"Certainly doable." he told her. "I'll get that for you right away." he said.

He then paused when she asked her second question, thinking about it.

"....hm." he muttered. "A... while, actually." he said. "Or... well, for ME, anyway." he clarified.

"A week ago? I think?" he answered her.

"If that? Something like that." he said.

"I tend to lose count, and time has lost a bit of meaning for me, somewhat." he admitted at the end.

She could see Ty was concerned by her question, but he nodded.

"Yeah." he said. "Sure." he told her.

"I'll have that info for you when I get back to Sharp's office." he said further.

"...a death that should have happened... but didn't..." he then repeated quietly.

"That sounds ominous, I won't like." he said.

"And I get the feeling I'm understating that massively."

Once she was told to take a seat, Ty excused himself and said he'd be back, before leaving.

"Madison Kiczys?" the receptionist asked.

"Yes." Madison replied.

She nodded in response, and they both waited until her comm buzzed.

"Is Madison Kiczys here?" Sharp asked.

"She is." the woman responded.

"Send her in." Sharp replied.

Madison saw the 'go ahead' gesture, so she got up and made her way into the office.

"All right, I get the feeling this is serious. Very much so." Sharp said out of the gate.

"...that is, indeed, concerning, to understate it." Sharp responded.

"Is it just you?" he asked. "Or others?" he asked further.

"Or do you have no real way of knowing that?" he then asked, as he went to his computer and started to type up the start of a case for this.

As he did so, he sighed quietly.

"A reaper being alive again..." he mumbled.

"This is messing with the natural order."

"Tsk tsk tsk." Sharp tutted, shaking his head.

"Always a shame to hear about that." he said further, before pausing.

"...hm." he then mumbled.

"That scenario presents some new and possibly more concerning questions." he said quietly.

"However, we really don't have much info to go on." he then went on.

"I suppose I ought to contact Hollie Remmington and tell her about this." he added.

He looked at her when she said this, before sighing.

"Well... there IS one avenue we can use." he told her.

"You are, or were, a reaper." he said. "Odds are you or your fellow reapers have seen my life force and talked about it." he went on.

"Odds are you know what I am." he reasoned.

"If you like, you can try and make use of that." he said further.

"Might be your best chance to get some definitive answers."

"...of course." he responded.

He then brought his hand forward and snapped his fingers.

As soon as he did so, however, Madison's mind was racing. Or it would have been, had it not felt like she'd hit a massive mental wall.

She got nothing. Nothing comprehensive, anyway.

However, there was one thing she managed to see through all the 'static'.

Long dark elf ears, and swirling red mana.

Hal watched as the orb of mana hit the wall and created the necromatic rune for a few seconds, before it faded... and he was honestly stunned.

It hadn't been there for long at all, but while it was there, he could sense how powerful it was. He could feel it. If he had a soul... in the traditional sense, he had a feeling it would have been shivering from it. Not that her rune would have taken his soul, it wasn't the Fyrane rune, but necromatic mana always had a penchant for reverberating in people's souls.

"..." he was silent, before looking back at her.

"Of course." he growled.

"I should know by now." he said. "Whenever something happens, if it's bad, and if it messes with the natural order, there's an 80-90% chance it's Encrae." he grumbled further.

"But WHY mess with the reapers? That makes NO sense, even for HER."