Yussa is intrigued when Caleb clarifies that it is not an arcane matter for which he seeks advice, but one of fashion. The archmage considers his younger colleague and gives a small nod.
"Of course I will lend what assistance I can."
He rises to find mugs for both of them as the kettle begins to whistle. Yussa plucks it up and deftly pours them each a cup. He examines the offerings from the Blooming Grove with a look of quiet, but clear excitement at the prospect of tasting it. Satisfied with his blend and Caleb's, Yussa retreats back to the table.
"What is the occasion?" he asks with the sort of mild curiosity that belies his interest.
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"Of course I will lend what assistance I can."
He rises to find mugs for both of them as the kettle begins to whistle. Yussa plucks it up and deftly pours them each a cup. He examines the offerings from the Blooming Grove with a look of quiet, but clear excitement at the prospect of tasting it. Satisfied with his blend and Caleb's, Yussa retreats back to the table.
"What is the occasion?" he asks with the sort of mild curiosity that belies his interest.