[ Sebastian gives Barnaby another thoughtful look as he follows along, since with Barnaby in particular, he’s not sure how to describe it. There’s the character of the soul as he usually sees it. It tells him that at least compared to some who he’s taken a peek at, Barnaby is an ordinary man, at least so far as in matters of the soul. ]

Well, it is mostly what I would expect. In character, souls look essentially the same to me. There are shades to them, not in color, but in… Experience and emotion are what it truly reflects. I can take a look at someone and know whether they have considered their life difficult, whether they are naturally hot-headed, that sort of thing. In those respects, I would say that your life has not been easy and that you are the sort of person that perhaps looks after others a bit more than yourself.

[ But there’s a bit more… That one is harder to place, because souls differing so is rather new to him. ]

Yet there is a shade more. It is like… a wavering, I suppose? A mirage that trickles through your soul and alters it with a shade of what I would call darkness. Though I do not know what this is, I shall admit.