Creators, she'd hope he didn't get drunk easily if this is what he was drinking. Or else someone was going to have to scrape him off the floor at this rate -- and she eyes the skip he takes warily. Tiny sips for the remainder of her glass, Lavellan decides, if that. It would be enough to keep her from going and getting a refill, at the very least. "At least it makes you easy to shop for," she says, taking a far more hesitant sip of the drink -- still unable to help making a face at it as she considers his question.

"That mages, no matter the world, enjoy showing off." Not that she was an exception to this, and the amusement in her eyes and tone indicate she's more than aware of it. "And we like to talk about ourselves to great length." Also something she's quite guilty of, although no one has yet to call her on it here.

But he asked for new and useful. "That there are forms of magic one can use without being born to it." That was new, and she was curious to know how that would mix with her own.