He nods. It will take some thinking on his part that in this moment he doesn't have the mental energy to assert. It's one thing that can wait a couple of hours for him to grab essential sleep. "I'll do that soon."

As to the thought of necromancy, a line forms between his brows. By this time, he is aware that this mage was responsible for the animated corpses that didn't attack. It's not a magic with which he's familiar and not one sanctioned.

Still...there are people out there who will die without aid. And he saw enough of it last night to know it's not blood magic. "I doubt I need to tell you the Veil in Kirkwall is thin. Take care what you summon, and try not to strain it further."