[Varian knows, oh he knows. Perhaps it's a little explorative of his boyfriend's basic nature, but he does mean it. It's absolutely not an empty compliment in the least.

His grin does grow at hearing the murmuring, without missing a beat adding it to his patter, pointing at the shopkeep. A crowd is starting to gather, but Varian takes it in his stride. He might not be much of a people person, but he can always handle showing off his alchemy. ]

You got that right! Fern here only makes the highest quality weapons- something you should all keep in mind for the future, just so you know. ANYWAY! All you need to do to get rid of it is use this neutralising formula...

[He pulls a little salt cellar from his pocket, sprinkling some on the goop. As always, it dissolves away, freeing Fern's feet, to the delighted oohs and ahhs of the crowd. The shopkeep is at least pretty impressed, offering up the almeric enthusiastically. Varian grins, handing over a sticky bomb and some neutralising formula for the trade. That done, Varian heads back to Fern, looking pretty pleased with himself, giving the other boy a kiss on his cheek for his troubles. ]

Hey, that worked out pretty well. Thanks for being a target.