I know someone who might be amicable. Worry not, it takes a bit more than some gods and their oddities to bother me.

[Said even though he's already admitted to being unsettled. whatever, Emet.

He takes up a position on the wall near the desk, where he can 'helpfully' lean over Verstael's shoulder to look at the papers.]

Unfortunately, I'll be of no particular help finding what power source they've made use of. Both the root cause and whatever energy they gain from our touch is beyond my sight.

[And no, he's not fond of that.]