Cael doesn't pay her much more, except for a slight lift of his head and arch of his brow, at the indelicate clop of feet and obvious interest in the books. To each their own: she certainly doesn't seem to be trying at anything and failing, where subtlety is concerned.

"Are you often cursed," he asks, casual as anything. He has no idea what Nickelback is and doesn't think it warrants the question.

Unless the topic veers into something uncomfortable, but that's most of them these days. "I would rather it did, honestly. Better the all powerful force you understand than the one you don't, wouldn't you say?"