Rezo can easily believe that he’s not the first; he’s known plenty of hardworking scholarly types in his own time. He’s a little distracted by her laughter to say as much, though. It is very pleasant to hear her laugh, and he almost misses her next words.

He considers them for a moment, before saying, “Only as much as I need to be. If I was less resolute, then I couldn’t have become a sorcerer at all.” Or anything, really.

They’re approaching the standard car now, and Rezo inclines his head in Lioriley’s direction. “There’s a transgate in the next car. Would you want to take it?” It will get them to the sleeper cars faster... Which he has mixed feelings on.