If Ren hadn't needed coffee before, he would definitely be needing it now. This was like some kind of class lesson that he'd never expected to get, and he was ill prepared for it. He even started patting himself down for something to write with, because this seemed like important information that he would be needing for later.

His head was already killing him, now it was straight up torturing him before the murder. "The comparison works a little bit." His mind was turning over her just pulling out a book from thin air, too, and he gave her a small smile back.

"I have a friend back home and this... she'd be loving some of this. So, are you... on a higher level?"