"Right, right," said Stein absently, standing up and backing over to his chair before sitting down. Forte didn't have anything to worry about; between the risk of worsening the patient's injuries and this new conundrum, any thought of dissection had left the doctor's mind.

There was nothing wrong with Stein's perceptions, that much he could tell. Then why couldn't he see this boy's soul? He was human, wasn't he? Was this some kind of Soul Protect, only instead of disguising a Witch's soul as a human soul, it hid the soul entirely instead? But why would he... there was no reason a small-time punk like him would know a technique like that. Then had it developed naturally?

"Hey... you wouldn't happen to be any good at going unnoticed, would you?" asked Stein, a curious tilt to his head as he sat backwards in his chair, leaning on its back. "Like, stealth and that kind of thing. Or even just people generally not noticing when you approach."

It seemed unlikely, considering the boy's apparent nature, but you never knew. After all, Black Star was good at stealth... when he could be bothered to keep his mouth shut.