Normally, it wouldn't be hard to get Trahearne talking at all. He's as fond of sharing knowledge as he is gaining it, and none of the curiosity he's been faced with so far has been of the hostile kind. He had, in fact, just opened his mouth to say something else when Devin dropped that tidbit about himself, leading to Trahearne looking a bit taken aback.

"Undead, you say?" Trahearne stared at him for a moment, slowly moving the book off of his lap and onto a side table next to his chair. "Yet you don't look dead and rotting in the slightest. Or are you employing some form of illusion to mask yourself?"

His tone has dipped from conversational to being slightly tense. It wouldn't be the first time he's encountered a dead creature disguising itself to appear as one of the living.