Al set the flour down and watched Amelia from across the table, taking in her words with a touch of awe. For all that he'd talked about himself he'd never actually learned much about her world, although it was obviously quite interesting. Bandit-chasing, magic, journeying for the sake of adventure... It was almost like something out of a storybook.

"It sounds like you come from an amazing place," he said once she'd finished speaking. It seemed unfair to press for information on Zelgadis now, even though the opportunity was there. Al didn't want this conversation to make Amelia sad. "Saillune is your hometown?"