Waver finished with cleaning the egg gunk out of the bag and let out a sigh as he wrung the water out of it and turned it the right way out again. “Thank you for that.” He added politely, before carefully putting the produce back inside and draping his scarf over his shoulders again.

Slipping the bag on his shoulder, he grabbed the remains of the carton to throw out. Though he raised a slight brow at the explanation. “I see, so it’s a trade for the enhancement and magic in return for your memories… And you don’t find that difficult at times?” He voiced, curious if the memories were only things Nida didn’t need or if they could cause him some problems.

There was no judgement in his tone, either. This kind of cost, or sacrifice, was not unheard of among mages in his world either. A few memories in payment for a beneficial relationship with a spirit would be a fair price…