He got back to his room, and gathered his equipment, noting he didn't hurt nearly as much as he thought he should, and made a note to thank Aurelia for her treatment when he got back from dropping off Amelia. That done, he headed home, he had an experiment he wanted to try, he had found a couple words in the book from the Winter Vault that might let him be considered an 'artist,' if they worked like he thought. Something to play with, he mused, as he headed home.