Fabrice sighs. He really doesn't have room to talk in regards to getting involved with dangerous magic, considering that he's walking around with a curse on himself. Still. He does worry for his cousins. But Aoife asks him to trust her, and he owes her nothing less, he realizes. So he nods, albeit reluctantly. "Okay. But you can always come to me, alright? If it gets to be too much."

"I've read about it," he says. "I avoid it, otherwise."