Stranger or not, Baltazar made for a good audience all the same. He smiled and frowned in all the right places, and gave a nod at the end of it. "I must say I envy this mystery man, whoever he may be. Really, he's quite the lucky fellow if someone as fine as yourself is the one that loves him." He finished off his cider. "I'm not sure whether meeting him would be a good thing or a bad thing on my part, but, however unlikely, we may see one day."<br/><br/>The large man turned around in his seat once more, leaning his elbow on the table. "As for which you'll get of the extras, I guess we'll just see when we're done then, won't we?" His smile flashed again, but soon he began to look a bit distant. He peered out the window, seeing that Arga was nearing the horizon. "By the look of things, we've only so much time before daybreak. I don't suppose smalltalk would hurt." Looking back in Sbatarra's direction, he said, "So, Miss. Have you ever heard of the Sublime Way? Quite a lot of philosophy involved."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>