[ he accepts the help out of the bath, trying to shake some of the water out of his boots as he simultaneously tries to keep the octopus from climbing his torso any higher. ]

--Portals? [ he glances down at his armful of sea-creature, then back to clive with the bright, interested look he's always worn when he finds something new to fascinate him. ] Magic is so.. different here. There seems to be no price, no-- no limit. Or else this world is too new to have found that limit just yet.

[ it's as fascinating as it is frightening. will they see hints of the blight here, too? he tugs the neck of his tunic back up, glance finding clive's, smile going a little crooked. ] Ignore me. Let us go before I lose feeling in my arm.