Sypha & Strange
With all the things that Sypha had experienced in the last few days, she was certain nothing could shake her. There were most likely explanations that could be found, but also magic was sometimes inexplicable. That said, she did want to learn more about this man who was questioning her. She wanted him to tell her of his magics and how to perform them. She would, as he people did, pass it on to another eventually.
"I do," she answered his first question. "Although, not as much as my sidekick." Trevor would have grown if he were in earshot, but she probably would have called him something else entirely if he were present. "His love of beer is something bards could write ballads about." She really wished he was here, even if he'd probably manage to shove his foot in his mouth or start a fight.
She found a bottle of what she assumed was wine and poured herself a glass. "Could I sit with you? I would love to continue our conversation over dinner."