"Those older Webs failed," Neville murmurs, and then looks at the older man, both his tone and his demeanor respectful. "Were they the work of a single magic user?" He purposely doesn't name Jaenelle, careful of Saetan's grief. The entire Mansion is grieving and he doesn't want to make thinks worse for anyone. "It's good that the new Webs will depend on two of us. And it should also strengthen the foundations, having two magic users building on them."