[Humor, yes. Mostly. There were many aspects to Gale that were incorrigible. His charm, in particular? It's up there. To the point that such quips, (even the ones that should elicit groans) never failed to garner favorable responses. As for what is said next? A statement very charming indeed, even without his bias?

Well. It should be plain to see from the way his eyes move, briefly, to the side and the accompaniment of a brief quirk of the edge of his lip upward that he is developing quite the crush.

...But yes, best focus on the wine. His eyes flick back up to the wizard.]

Thank you. Well then- to company.

[The edge of his glass is lightly bumped against the rim of the other, and a small drink is taken. He cannot help his eyes lingering upon the other's face as he does. His glass is then lowered, remaining in his hand as he tilts his head.]

So. The tome of fire mentioned that novice wizards use transmutation cantrips such as prestidigitation to visualize spells they are learning. To test their arrangement of the Weave, I imagine- so any error in their work presents itself in an unlethal manner. I understand that part. Yet...

[His lips pull upward, in a brief smile. Another drink is taken.]

I've never had need of this cantrip. My magic... is me. I do not arrange anything. But, there are things you know which I do not. So, I borrowed this tome in order to learn something you know well- how to call a fire elemental. And gods, I concentrated. For well over a tenday. And I learned prestidigitation. However...

Well. You recall the fire mephit that scorched Wyll's tent three nights ago? He lied. Chivalrously, might I add. It wasn't his own doing.

[A brief pause.]

So. Long-winded details over with, my question is about control. I'd like to know how you have so much of it.