Chimera Fields Falling in love at 71

A tip of his head for a playful 'oh, what are you scheming' sort of look. Which was true, honestly. It wasn't like Mal knew Norah at all well enough to make any sort of assumption of what she was really like or what she might be plotting in the future. Well, pleasure to meet you, he said with a showy dip of his head. Yeah some of them out there aren't really all that big on the whole being friendly thing. But if they want to spend their whole life being angry, they can go do that, I think it sounds exhausting.

But that was about as much as he wanted to talk about those sorts for now. They weren't here, and that was good. So, change of subject! Sorta. So, scholar huh? Do you have some sort of specialty or more of a knowing a bit of everything sort of thing? He wasn't sure how that'd work. He wasn't exactly particularly well educated beyond the practical, so might be kind of cool if someone actually had a bit more abstract skills. He'd totally let her show off whatever knowledge it was she had -- if only out of curiosity.