Bitterroot blinked. Of all the things she’d expected to hear concerning a necromancer, this was not one of them. On the one hoof, the basic idea made an amazing amount of sense, but necromancers weren’t really known for protecting the sanctity of life like that. Yet it made also made sense within this context; a necromancer who didn’t want to be a necromancer using her powers to save lives rather than- Hold up. “Wait. Kinda-sorta enthralled her?”