“... you could show me?” Gen said to a confused looking Whisp.
“Not in the tavern.” Erras didn’t even look up from his task.
“... yeah, you’re right.” Gen relaxed back into his seat. “... another time then maybe.”
Gen glanced over at Lucretia and Marcus, wondering how long it would take them to translate Whisp’s alphabet.
“So...” he turned back to Whisp. “How would I say...” he asked for a few basic words to be shown in Whisp’s language (sign).
((Thank you, want, fly, friend, magic, sword, beer.))