The word magic draws his attention again, and he flicks his eyes sideways to Reynard uneasily. It is not something he would normally wish to talk about so openly, especially not in a public book store! Yet he is curious despite himself, and despite his impatience with the conversation. He purses his lips a moment, discontent, before looking away again.

"You still have not told me the author," he prompts. Perhaps if he recognises the author he can dismiss this book as nonsense and move on.