This time he orders the absinthe for her, sliding it towards her when it comes.
"Try this. It tastes like something from my homeland, but the colour is so different." He taps the glass with its green contents in excitement, and then turns back to the matter at hand.

"That's fascinating, though. And what is this magic used for, typically?" As soon as he says it he has a suspicion. But maybe Caedra will surprise the cynical side of him.