Baralai couldn't help his curiosity but the trouble was he couldn't read English or at least the common form of the written language. He squinted at first then looked up at Ales and tried to focus his attention on the conversation instead. It was strange how the books he obtained were exactly the kinds of books he needed for his studies and they generally were on more of the religious side of things rather than the practical with the exception of the potions recipe guide.

"I can help you understand this world." Baralai was actually very pleased that he was going to be useful to the Teensie. The more he spoke with Ales, the more he liked him and that was very important.

"It sounds like you come from a very interesting place. My world was just healing from a massive battle and the people are trying to rebuild their lives once again. I have hope, but it seems that Yevon has other plans for me here." His smile was soft and he did worry about his home. With the threat of Vegnagun still on the back of his mind and the civil unrest that was taking place, the population of his already sparsely populated world was crashing in around his ears. Still, he couldn't dwell on the matters he can't change, but instead focused on what he could.

Magic surrounded them here but it was the person that could wield it that made it strong. "Magic grows as we grow. It's like a seed. It needs to be nurtured and cared for. Any doubts and the spells could fade or not work at all."