She watches the way his gaze flickers, but chooses not to interrogate it, this time.

"The resentfulness is familiar," she says, instead. "As is, I'm sorry to say, the loss. But the rest of it... well, it would be a bit awkward to summon a soul that had been reincarnated, wouldn't it?"

She gestures in the air, tracing an invisible shoreline. "The River is a very real place, if dimensionally complicated. Souls enter the River on death, unless they hang around as a revenant. And that is where most accepted knowledge believes they stay."