Kennet kept his gaze directed toward his glass rather than toward the way the chains moved over her skin in her pacing. When she finally asked her question, he raised his brows in question. "The spirit will no longer bother us," he answered back with the kind of ease in his words that spoke of the situation being more than so simple an answer could give.
"You need not worry about it any longer." He sighed as he sipped from his glass lazily.