Ah, Neko, never change. You can get a hint of amusement to crack that inscrutable porcelain mask of his like few others. He listens to Verity's aside, giving the slightest of nods, murmuring, "the rate at which your grasp of magic improves very nearly astounds."

Lifting his head from that aside, he answers Neko: "considering it. Is anyone I know on this great wheel of yours?" He steps up to inspect it, a finger stroking his chin thoughtfully. "Do I imagine you've been keeping your pert ears open, as you gather all and sundry to this game?"