Wrath's gaze is sharp then. Perhaps because of his own experience being cursed for decades without any relief but to see one soul after another delivered to Hell, to his brother. Even now the answer to end his curse is to deliver the woman he- He straightens his shoulders, stepping closer.

"It is a relief, because if you can remove the mirror, you can remove the curse."

He imagines the Necromancers can do that much. Healers may be able to as well as far as he knows. He is not left without option though. He is not left without choice like Wrath has been in his own curse.

It is something.

He stops as he sees the pacing, and Wrath's head tilts to the side, thinking.

"It is its own risk. If it works the same, it could absorb the anguish. It could absorb the mirror too but there is no guarantee of that. These mirrors are made to absorb emotion - not objects even similarly cursed objects. It is a large gamble which you are free to make, but it is its own risk." His voice is soft. It is not a horrible alternative solution, but it does require so many assumptions, guesses, hopes. And Five is already playing with fire in terms of how much he can handle. "Do you know where the mirror is?"