[ The last time Rutile heard so much talk about souls, it was Phos spouting some ocean bullshit. It all came back to fucking Phosphophyllite, didn't it? They mock a yawn as Valdis is speaking, and cock an eyebrow at their last statement. ]

I've made no assumptions since my initial one. It's you who's insinuated that your intellect is so superior to the rest of ours. I find it healthier to let the delusional live their truths.

[ But despite her recalcitrance, Valdis has given Rutile some useful information. ]

You gave up the chance for a pleasant conversation the minute you so graciously declined my help. It's clear, however, that you don't need it. Please, enjoy your foray into the plane of Death with my blessing. You won't be missed.