He found all of this information extremely fascinating and novel, but he also knew that aside from watching others with their special abilities, he wouldn't experience it himself. He had his strengths and his skills, and he was confident with them. Still, this was an opportunity to learn about people from different worlds unique to this near-slavery experience. "And do you experiment with this magic in the workshop that you're taking me to?"

He noted the subtle action as he was far more intent on watching Cid than he was where they were going. Ominous castle was only creeping closer the more they walked, but Cid was an interesting drunk man. He whistled in appreciation. "That's a long time. Lots of history and loyalty built up in that many years." He felt a complicated pang to his chest, one he wasn't willing to invest time to parse through right now.

He took a drag from the cigar instead, blowing smoke from his nostrils. It was his turn to mull over the question, simple though it was. "Silco," he said softly. There was a whole mess of emotion, history and experiences tied up in that single word. "Like I said, if you meet him, he'll leave an impression."