Indeed, I only have so much magicka to share afore it is exhausted totally. (voryn doesn't share that this is only until he drinks a restorative potion or rests because it isn't necessary. he is still the opposition, and if this small omission will both curry favour and mask a weakness, he chooses to stay silent.)

It is, of course, in exchange for your generosity. (the honourable man in him, however, realizes that this is already due to sebastian. voryn's hand squeezes and then falls away.) A course of meals all my own, to be shared with you in your home. I look forward to tasting what you intend to design for me.

(it's that easy.

in an almost childish crouch, robes spreading at his feet, the lip of the water is reached for so that his fingers may test its chill. bitter, absolutely bitter, which confirms what he already knew: there's no fucking way he's going swimming.)

When you are ready to enter the water, I will cast these spells on you.