"Thank you," Artigas says when she gets down again.

"I'm glad to be able to help."  It's a stock phrase but she means it literally.  "How soon do I go over?"

"...as soon as you have a squad. Would you like me to assign you a temporary one for an excursion today?"

"That- may be wise, I-" oh thank Sarenrae there's Tariq and Omar coming in now- "Perhaps.  I will consult my party and find you?"  And unless he objects she'll go hurriedly explain the situation and then tow them back out into the entryway to see if Txell is alone and/or interruptible out there.  

Txell's Prestidigitating slush off the floor. "Hiya."

"Hiya," she echoes, and pitches in with the clearing.  Come on just say it.  "I- would request another advice. Which men would you seek to patrol with?"

"Trying to poach my squad, huh?" says Txell, though she smiles a little bit.

yesss a smile she is so winning at social

She returns a small knowing smirk, trying to keep it close to the same level.  "Oh, not specifically your own.  Unless you've two both trustworthy but arguing all the time and wish them separate."  

"If I had to replace my squad all of a sudden I might want... Lloris, David Lloris. We got him in a trade last year, and he's so boring, which is important if you like to make your own fun instead of..." Gesture. "Having it come to you."

"I definitely prefer to make my own fun.  I thank you."

"I dunno who else I'd want but maybe Lloris knows some equally boring guys."

Tariq can suggest a couple of guys who are good solid fighters and on evening patrol schedule already and definitely only into dudes, although he points out (thankfully in Osiriani) that if they were pickpockets or something he wouldn't know.

Nod.  "I can ask him.  Deep breath, casual tone.  "Is there a spell you specifically hope I may find in trade, when I reach there?"  (let me have guessed this one right please Abadar also I'm sorry about that thing with the wine shop)

"Aren't you hurting bad for ink?"

"Well, yes, ink you'd need to find your own."  Aaah fuck does Txell not trust her to copy accurately, that would be extremely reasonable what with the exploding...

"How are you going to bring me anything if you can't write it down?"

Things were going so well and now she feels like the conversation is sliding sideways away from her.  Was she just imagining getting better at reading Txell.  "I didn't- it need not be that.  If you prefer.  I just- I can do something else."  Was the offer too much or too little, was she too forward or not explicit enough... Is this divine retribution for the wineshop thing.  Or for not being sorry about the everything else.

"If you bring home a copy of Magic Aura I'll take it, mind you."

She can recognize an out when she's being handed one on a silver platter.  "Oh, definitely.  I do like a good glamer- I knew a man back in Sothis who claimed he had Misdirection, but he never let anyone see him cast it..."

"I just want to see how it makes itself look like other things, that's got to be so twisty."

"I know, right, if one compares Silent Image-" and she will delightedly take the subject change to spell topology until Omar reminds them that she ought to be getting back before Artigas finishes his lunch.