[Please bring popcorn. As she should. Blitzø lounges a little, kicking his feet up and watching the screen with a lazy smile.] Not afraid to get your hands dirty for a good time-- I like that attitude.

I'm shit at magic stuff, to be honest, so I'll leave the photo-taking to you, I might break something. [He would love that, but also his penchant for fucking up pictures is sort of a danger to physical photos.]

[He slips his gun back into his pocket and shrugs.] I haven't got much here, but if you wanna learn firearms, I gotcha. Better for someone who knows how to use them to teach you than to have you learning on your own.

[His smile is frankly disgustingly fond. Yeah, Nimona, you've been quite thoroughly adopted.] Good.