He gave the elf a shrug, it was not his problem yet, so he wasn't going to worry about it until he knew more. Didn't mean he was going to ignore it or not ask about it later.<br/><br/>Nameless looked about the wand shop, and sighed in pleasure, before grinning as the owner bounced in. He greeted the owner in her own language, before bracing himself to do some serious haggling for the wand of magic missile. Until he found out about the recharging ones, at which point he allowed himself to actually swoon in delight. He did stop himself from (jokingly) proposing to the gnome, because he suspected no one on this plane would find it funny unless they were actually evil.<br/><br/>He turned over one of the once a day magic missile wands, feeling the power in the wand despite its reduced capacity, a small smile on his face, before shaking his head. "Alright, enough internal gloating about being right. Lets get down to tacks."