Well, the noise broke his concentration, so he might as well take a break anyway. Ales laid the book on the table and rested his pen on the page he was reading, which looked to be a textbook section on early experiments in understanding the properties of magic in this world.

As he turned to face Baralai, a smile returned to his face.

"I'm Ales. Ales Mansay." He stood up and dusted the front of his robes. "Back in the Glade of Dreams, we're called Teensies; magical creatures of the land!" He accompanied this with a flourish of his hand. "That's probably why some of the people I met at home called me 'The Magician', but honestly, I'm more of a merchant than anything."

The Moogle pokes her head from behind him. "I'm Mimi! Nice to meet you, kupo!"