Damian catches Mayt at the door, eyeing him up and down before shaking his head and redirecting him towards his drink. "Ah no you don't, soon as Lazarus wakes up, we're getting rolling. I don't want you to miss it if it means that much to you to see it." Reaching the table, he takes another sip of his drink before looking over the two. "As for finding Kelthar, it's fine. I just hope he's OK. I didn't see much of him on Aroway." Sitting himself, he stares into his drink for a long time before suddenly looking up at Mayt.

"Mayt, if I may, what kind of magic do you use?" It had been bugging him since he'd watched him and Lazarus go at it the previous day. Damian could sense that Mayt was using magic energy, but he simply couldn't see anything happening to his magic energy. Perhaps it was an illusion magic or something like that.