[ As Zhongli speaks, he sees where the misunderstanding is. Trahearne's eyebrows raise a bit and his shoulders brace, even if Zhongli can't see it with his eyes closed.

He feels like there was a similar misunderstanding before, a long time ago. ]

Oh, no. [ There isn't a lot of space for Zhongli's statement to breathe before Trahearne speaks up. ] My constructs were never alive--they are no more than amalgamations of what death energy lingers in the earth. And when they are destroyed, to the earth they are returned.

[ Life and death are a natural part of things; to a sylvari necromancer specifically, it's hard to empathize with the aversion to death the other races hold. Though he does understand, logically.

The tension in his shoulder drops. ]

Those with magic powerful enough to bring the dead back to life are exceedingly rare. I have never met anyone capable of doing so myself.

[ He has only read of one such person outside of Zhaitan's sphere of influence. That's it. ]