It's mostly because every time Ty ran into him, he was doing something new. Quietly and persistently, he seemed to be building a way to sustain himself here, and he had to admit, he was very curious to learn more about his story. A lot of it barely made any sense, but something so convoluted, that spanned several lifetimes, probably wasn't easy to dilute.

"Mostly just the hypothetical uses for them." Ty admitted, falling into step with Bobo as they headed towards his house. "I know there are some places where they use the poison to coat the tips of their spears or arrows. Is that what you're trying to do?"