Dremmick was waiting on Ris's answer still, but noticed she stopped when Cilia started walking up. He waved it away, and murmured that he would ask her later. Which would probably be best. Blatantly ignoring Cilia's little attitude, Dremmick started with his arms spread out. "Not sure yet, you tell me." He said, unphased by her odd snappy manner. He then started ticking his points on his fingers, "You're snippy, Ris is passing out in a book, you obviously need help with a certain," he paused and crossed his arms after getting up, "curse problem." He shrugged his shoulders, "So really, I guess I should ask you, 'what?" he finished with eyebrows raised.