[ Him agreeing to keep this a secret causes a small, reassured smile to appear, but his next inquiry causes her to pause to think. Since Tempus Finis commenced, she’s developed great many gaps in her memory when it comes to people. It takes a few long moments to recollect events and battles around a slew of blank faces and forgotten names. Her brows knit together. ]

No… It was just us who harvested souls during and battle. Only us.

And as for the Archsorceress… Dr. Al Rashia, is her name— [ Rem’s hand releases the clasp, and it rises to scratch at her cheek. ] …She’s not a l’cie, if that’s what you’re asking. Not instructed by the Crystal.

Why do you ask?