[She's quiet for a moment, looking over his soul without glancing over at him, thinking of how to put it into words.]

...calm. A bit shorter than the average soul with a faint blue-green hue. It bears a strong, concentrated glow, but it is not enough quite bright enough to be considered harsh.

[A smile.] And that glow is very steady. Perhaps... more akin to the light of the sun than the flickering of a candle.