"Feh," comes the dismissal of that argument, "you know full well that his complaints while working are a different creature from his complaints while idle. I know this, and have not even met your friend."

Mmm, that soup is tasty. And the akh tastes about as much like a cinnamon roll as it smells. The foam even kind of tastes like white roll icing. "You might," he answers, "and I shall take it that you just did. I might, in turn, ask how detailed an explanation you would like, and whether in the specific mechanics of the one spell, or in the overarching philosophy of that branch of magical study."