Carson didn't have time to answer her before as he had only enough time to get the spell going. He looked out the window. "I broke the rules...but exceptions are made if an innocents life is in danger. That is what the normals are called...innocents." He explained softly. He nodded his head. "Was a bit draining too. Leaning towards a Necromancer Warlock. They have longer endurance than a warlock and the ability to summon hoards of undead like a Necromancer. There is only a few and they are never loyal to anyone for long. Eaily played against their allies as they a paranoid people." He informed her. He hurt. He ust hid it well. In fact in the next movement after she stopped looking caused a his of air to escape his lips.<br/><br/>He tried to quickly mask it. He was glad when changed the subject. Even if the new topic proceeded to confuse him entirely. He looked at her with that same puzzlement written across his features. "You body slammed me for doing so..." He pointed out. He was getting more confused. "I am getting confused." He said. Shrugging a bit and listened to her speaking. Blinking and looked at her. "I'll try to watch the sexy part. I had grown up knowing sexy as meaning the ultimate beauty. However, I am sure I can find other words to replace it if it will make you feel more at ease." he said with a soft smile. She was one confusing woman and a ball of contradiction. "It takes a lot to make me uncomfortable. Being dragged by your high schooler cousin into a locker room full of girls in bras and panties when you are in the fourth grade...that was pretty uncomfortable." He said with a chuckle. "It was a small town. The school house all the grades." He added.<br/><br/>Good memories. He looked at her and chuckled. "It is okay not to know how to explain things...when the meaning is clear enough. I will not be uncomfortable with anything you say...unless it leads up to being flipped over the shoulder and onto my back again. Then it be uncomfortable." He said with a laugh. Looking out the window. Tapping a finger to his lips as he held his chin. Wincing as his shoulder where the burn was was killing him. A magic burn...he wouldn't be able to heal it with simple magic. It needed to escape his system before he could tend to the injury.<br/><br/>He looked at her. "The places where it all began. Starting with the first place of death. We can trace that place of death to a clue I am certain of this. It maybe a tiny clue or a big clue. The only way to find out is to keep looking." He moved that shoulder and hissed. Man that hurt. He poked it tenderly. Using his healing magic to tend to the injury.