"Makes sense," Well, as much as anything makes sense right about now. He'll probably not even remember this conversation in the morning but he doesn't care right now. He's kinda fascinated by both the table and the discussion.

"So he jus' so happened to bake the thing you needed. In a weaker form." What the hell is that guy, some sort of super hero level baker? How did one simply do that kinda thing? "Shit, I know Iggy can werk miracles with midgardsormr shanks and jabberwock meat but that's insane."

Insanely awesome!!!