"I see." The sly smile did not escape Seishin's notice, but he returned it with a well-practiced polite one of his own, one he kept up as Facilier-san proceeded to cut out the first piece of fabric and continued speaking about his work.

"...Not that I know of," he answered to the question. Shiki did not quite fit into the category of anything 'magical', or at least not how Facilier-san must have meant it. Even if it did, talking about those who had risen from their graves did not seem to be the best course of action to take.

"But I suppose one can never know what is out there..." he added. After all, he hadn't known about the Shiki last year, had he? Who knew what else could be roaming the world?