[ That plague... He could push. He could try and drag an answer out of Hien. But! But, and Hien is very lucky here, he doesn't want to finish the eels. Gutting fish is such a trial and, so, Fandaniel only watches Hien a moment longer before turning away again. ]

Yes, well, if you ever change your mind, let me know.

[ He will not clarify what that even means. Instead, he adds as though the rest of this conversation never even happened, ]

Would you like to make some small appetizers for the party? You know, little things for people to snack on while they get settled.