"Smashing-- You can call me Ember, Dahling." he said in his lilting coo.  "So, what do you do for a living, and how do you know young Vivian here?"

"She's a venerer-- and there was a mixup with her boarding pass. I let her have the spare bed; I'm not using it, after all." chimed Vivian, with her books beside her on the bed.

"Oh, is that so?" asked ember politely, while seating himself on the nearby chair.  "As I said, I am Ember, and I do fashion."
He made a dramatic sweep of his hands to take in his outfit with his head turned toward one side while he made the statement.

"I have a few business contacts with venerers-- Exotic materials are sometimes required in my line of work, and I have an eye for quality. I'm always looking to increase the size of my list of contacts, so, If you happen to be hunting in the southern provinces, and have quality furs to sell, please-- consider my establishment."

Ember once again drew his wand, and made the studiously fixated and struggling expression as he gripped it tightly, as he generated another card for Sonia with a hiss and a pop, before handing it to her.

"So, you're sharing a cabin with Miss Vivian? I only recently just met miss Vivian this morning myself-- It turns out, we're both magicians. I have a bit of soft spot for aspiring h... practitioners of the art-- Do you practice any magic, Miss Sonia?"