"From another plane," Poison mutters, not phrasing it as a question but rather a statement of understanding. If nothing else, she is intimately familiar with the concept of other realms, and the strange ways in which they can be linked to one another. She frowns, her attention lingering on the dark stains covering the wrappings, then shakes her head.

"So you don't really know where it comes from at all," she muses out loud, her lips twisting slightly in an expression of curiosity. "I've seen portals between realms before. I've been through them... but I've never seen one actually in a person."

Not that she doubts it. She's more interested than doubting.