That got a deep snicker of agreement from the Shade as he saluted her with his coffee mug. "Amen, little mage--I don't touch no fae souls 'less they invoke me by name, and them that try are the only ones I speed along to their end."

And, while that was part of the lore of the god he had become...it wasn't something he talked about openly, and had him eyeballing her again over the rim of his coffee mug.

"And that's another thing y'all seem to have a knack for: loosening tongues." he rumbled, raising an eyebrow at her. "I came here lookin' for a soul, seems to me there's more to you than you let on at first blush. 'Specially if you got dealings with the fae and still got your freedom."