He doesn't know. Of course. He has no idea what he's seeing. She closes her eyes.

Harrowhark is a genius. She knows this like she knows the bones of her hand. She knows it is the only thing that makes the crime of her even marginally redeemable.

So why can't she stop being stupid?

"What you see is not because I'm a necromancer," she manages, before the chains of the Locked Tomb wrap around her throat again.