She nodded, glad that she didn't have to explain that part of it.

"Essentially. I'd appreciate if it you didn't spread this around, but..." How to describe it without being blunt? "I practice a type of magic that isn't very well received, in my world. Not much is commonly known about it, and the church demonizes what the general public does. And people do tend to fear what they don't know. Not that their fear is entirely unwarranted — in fact, it's very powerful magic, and it has a damaging effect on the soul when used often."

Fortescue stroked Jazz's side idly as she went on. "My job more or less depends on it. It's in the very job description itself. So, to protect me, when I was inducted, they had a member of the church perform an exanima on me. The process of removing a soul, and putting it in an external holder. Nothing too essential changes, as long as you stay close, and while the magic will continue to harm your soul, the... terrible side effects won't happen to you."

Not unless the soul was put back.