Sits around. What an image that presents. No, he can't seriously blame Harrow for not breaking bread with him here. Felix stifles the little grimace of his mouth as best he can and just nods understandingly.

He even manages not to blink when the blades are set on the table in all their eerie, quietly thrumming glory. Whatever magic lies behind them, he already knows it's close enough to his own. He can feel them from here, although granted- he's a little hyper-aware right now. Just to act casual, he shrugs a little. Chooses to focus on Harrow's face. All the better to watch his reactions.

"I can tell you I've captured souls before, and bound them. I've handled temporary bindings for summoned beings and... dealt with those bound by other people. Both necromantic and daedric- that is, creatures summoned from outside the mortal plane." May as well lay those cards out now. "I don't know how your magic overlaps with what I know, so I suppose we'd better start by finding what we have in common."