The fact she didn’t know didn’t bode well for him. What was he going to do? Burning it sounded like a good idea but her point was valid. The fear he had was whether he would be able to stop the advances of the book before he succumbed to it’s call. Already he felt a pull toward it he did not understand. His eyes went to her and his frown deepened. It was his book? Evil spirit inside of it? None of that made sense to him and how it all happened probably would make his confusion worse. Shaking his head he said; “If it will even help us.” He wasn’t sure if this thing would want to or if he would have to do something for it in return. What that something could be worried him. “It may hold something related to my memories but will we have time to look for a way to get this thing out or am I going to have to try another spell?” Remembering how they got into this trouble in the first place.