There's likely someone we could ask, but I don't know if they'll take questions from anyone who isn't a paying customer. [Or... trading customer, whichever. Semantics, point being: if they just strolled in asking about the pretty rock and not participating, it might be unwelcome.

He lets Viktor lead the way towards the exit, minding his step and trying not to elbow anyone on the way. Viktor has the maneuvering experience in this kind of place, so it works out just fine - and Palamedes doesn't fall.]

We'd have to import it. I'm normally busy, anyway; Camilla and I aren't much for this kind of thing.

[Camilla wouldn't get drunk, and Palamedes doesn't see the point on his own? Besides, he had plenty of more pressing things to do - that is the whole truth. His lips quirk up, for a moment-]

You're in uncharted territory. [haha, anyway,] Necromancers aren't impressive when it comes to physical hardiness, regardless. I'm not an outlier.

[Well, he kind of is, being this skinny. Still. As they reach the stairs out he looks straight down at them as he climbs, so as to not trip and roll all the way back down the moment the world sways on him again. Fresh air, that's the goal.]