Caleb didn't think that the spell would do very much for this situation. It had done very little for the Mares. But it would do something for soothing the worst edges of what they were about to do.

Whatever they were about to do.

Once the spell was settled, he looked over at the young man. Shorter than him, stoic for the moment. Clearly used to the concept of the room they were standing in, and Caleb was sure that shouldn't be comforting.

He let the amulet hang against his chest when the incantation was done, but he didn't move any closer. "You look more familiar with this than me," Caleb said softly.