She didn’t even have the motivation to protest his usage of her last name.
“Don’t worry so much. She’s just doing a little shopping for me.” Eva pulled out one of the copies of the list and slid it over to Nel. “Can you do anything about the bottom two?”
Nel didn’t even glance at the list. “What about Sawyer?”
“What about him?” When Nel didn’t move, Eva let out another sigh. “I’d love to go gallivanting across the country, but for some reason, I don’t think this is the time. It might have to do with the sky, and Shalise, and,” Eva glanced up at Wayne, “something about my dorm room?”
He opened his mouth to respond, but Nel slammed her fist down on the table.
“So he just gets to walk away. Is that it?”
Eva lifted her head. “Of course not. There’s just…” Narrowing her eyes at the augur, Eva said, “have you even looked outside?”
Nel glanced down. Not at the paper, more at her feet through the table. After a moment of silence, she mumbled something.
“What was that?”
“I said that something bad happens every time I leave. I get inquisitions sent after me. I get kidnapped. Or the sky turns purple! Next time I leave, it just might be the end of the world.”
“So you did go outside.”
Nel shifted. “Not really. I opened the door, saw the sky, and slammed it shut.”
Eva smiled. She wanted to laugh, but the thought of missing out on hunting down Sawyer did put a damper on her mood.
“As much as he is a personal priority of
Those eyes widened a moment later.
“The salt is easy,” she said after a moment of rereading the list. “The obelisk, not so much.”
“Let’s start with the salt–”
Wayne, leaning over to read the list, cleared his throat. “What is this for?”
“A cleansing ritual,” Nel answered before Eva could. “The deep, soul level type of cleansing.”
“For Shalise,” Eva added. “Former Sister Cross thinks that she can get Prax out of Shalise and, therefore, Shalise out of Hell. Considering that things down there are possibly scarier than things up here, she’s willing to accept a small amount of danger on Shalise’s part to perform the ritual.”
“Scarier?” Devon said, genuine curiosity in his voice. “What is happening in Hell?”
“Same things, for the most part. The sky had purple streaks through it, much like here. They’ve since faded, I think. The difference between here and there is that Hell has Void actively fighting back. At least, as far as I can tell from a cursory glance.” Eva glanced up at Ylva, but the hel failed to move. Without skin on her face, she couldn’t even see any facial expressions.
“Sounds like her situation wouldn’t improve much,” Wayne said with a slight grunt as he centered himself back in his seat.
“Oh yeah, Shalise might also have some prison warden hunting her down.”
That actually did get a response out of Ylva. Just a slight stirring in her posture that, had she been anyone else, might have been mistaken as movement to get more comfortable. Eva would have missed it entirely had she not already been watching the demon.
Eva raised an eyebrow in her direction, wondering if she had anything to add.
Ylva just gave a slight, almost imperceptible shake of her head.
“Anyway,” Eva said, letting it drop for the moment. She turned back to face Nel. “Where do we get the salt?”
“Anywhere, I think. It needs to be natural sea salt–no iodine. Larger grain size. About fifteen pounds should work for this ritual.” Nel shook her head. “Wait, better make it thirty. I’m… well, out of practice. I’d rather have some to spare if I mess something up.”
“That’s it?” she asked just to be sure. Thirty pounds of salt sounded like a lot, but it wasn’t anything outrageous. It certainly didn’t sound like something that would cause much trouble. Quite the opposite, really.
“Well, I’ll have to prepare it. Shouldn’t take more than two or three hours.”
“Of the pure moon,” Nel said, shaking her head. “It isn’t something you can go to a shopping center and purchase.”
“Then where do I find one,” Eva asked, speaking slightly slower as if she were speaking to a child.
“It’s an idol. Similar to the idol used to crack the sky.” She sent a mild glare at Devon. “The priceless artifact that
Eva could guess that she would have preferred capturing it over destroying it, but that was in the past.