To Maya, it sounded like a lot of effort for little gain. Class system, indeed. Though she supposed the feeling of helping people was its own reward, in a sense.

"Do you come across spirits who are...unusual?" she asked as she abandoned the doorknob and approached. For all Maya knew, the spirits of Fangire might be commonplace for Senna. Then again, perhaps not. Maya knew of several rites that called on the souls of shattered Fangire. A mystery, indeed.

Less so than what were behind these doors, perhaps. "Shall we explore the other doors afterward, then?"