He was quiet for a long moment, looking at her, weighing in his mind if the risk was worth the outcome. Possible outcome really. In this sort of business, there were no guarantees. No matter how much he liked to sell and whatever business tactics he used, ultimately, success or failure depended on a force that he had no control over.
But she was so desperate and he had it seemed as of recent he could do nothing for the people he cared about. Lavender deserved any help he could offer. "Have you ever heard of a Text called the Lesser Key of Solomon?"