Harper can tell that Smokey is thinking about how to word the answer. In fact, if Smokey was mouthing words in a language that Harper knew, then the actual spoken words wouldn't be needed because the elf would already know what's going to be said and could move on to whatever the typing is about.<br/><br/>But the eventual answer is as thus - "It is usually inaccurate to say 'want' from a technical standpoint. Usually by nature or binding that they would seem to want; a Bacchae will go after partners, wine, and song with equal aplomb, but it doesn't really desire any particular partner, wine, or song. Others may not want the lover or the act, but things associated with them."<br/><br/>An image of a jacket pops up. "Your help will be wearing this style of jacket with three cloth bands on the left arm, red, white, red from shoulder to arm. If something does go wrong, you are only responsible for yourself." In addition there seems to be a simple image file being sent, and waiting for Harper to open it.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Location 1.img</div><div class="spoiler_body">The meeting spot... well, Smokey's joke is pretty obvious now. It's half of an old delivery van built into the side of a likely abandoned one-story building. Either that or the resident was really tired of pranks at the front; it's got large planks nailed to the frame, there's bits of barbed wire in between the frame and the door, and a wide variety of arcane sigils painted at seeming random.</div></div>