[He listens to her, nodding in parts as he pieces together her explanation into an image, a feeling of what he thinks these tablets really were.]
The presence of others... the blood must have contained the physical memories of those who were involved in making the tablets. In order to create an authentic feeling...
[He falls silent, frowning, even more so as he thinks of her here, without those tablets.] I believe... it would not be impossible to create something like those tablets. There is power in blood, a power that even spirits can sense.