"Oh, umm, the leader of our gang, The Dregs. It's a long story." One he would probably go into at some point, but it was not that important right now.
He nods, taking a pair of gloves out of his sachel and pulling them on before first uncorking the vial of sugar and then the weevil pouring it into the sugar careful not to spill even a drop. He closed both vials and then waited. It didn't take long for the sugar to start bubbling and in a matter of moments it had been reduced down to a sort of goo.
He'll understand if Wylan wants to focus on the task at hand, first, but he can't say he isn't interested about his general backstory. How he came to learn these things or fall in with people who'd want him to make something so potentially destructive.
For now, he watches, eyebrows raising a little in apparent thought.
"I'm not much of a chemist," he admits, finally. "Would you say that's your primary discipline?"
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He nods, taking a pair of gloves out of his sachel and pulling them on before first uncorking the vial of sugar and then the weevil pouring it into the sugar careful not to spill even a drop. He closed both vials and then waited. It didn't take long for the sugar to start bubbling and in a matter of moments it had been reduced down to a sort of goo.
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He'll understand if Wylan wants to focus on the task at hand, first, but he can't say he isn't interested about his general backstory. How he came to learn these things or fall in with people who'd want him to make something so potentially destructive.
For now, he watches, eyebrows raising a little in apparent thought.
"I'm not much of a chemist," he admits, finally. "Would you say that's your primary discipline?"