In truth, Jin Guangyao holds no strong opinions either way about pigeons. This might be the longest he has devoted any thought to them at all, but dutifully he tucks this latest morsel of knowledge away in his mental index of likely--but not decidedly--useless trivia. (I mean you just never know in this place.)

He folds his hands neatly before himself and tilts his chin up to consider the placement of the talisman as well, and if the slight upward tilt to his lips is any indication, he is indeed satisfied. The faint smile warms noticeably at Palamedes' question, and he looks to his new acquaintance with a friendly brightness in his eyes. "It is part of the overall process," he clarifies. "You speak as though you have first-hand experience with talismans yourself. Is this so, or has this one misunderstood?"