If he hadn't met Felix at his and Kirk's wedding party, Rondo might have trouble being polite here, in the face of someone who is to all outward appearances human, but with an unmistakable aura of elemental power. Magical humans are a terrifying concept to him and his kind, and his ears flatten a little at Ben's approach, but he schools himself quickly enough. It helps that Ben is so soft-spoken at the moment.

He nods slowly at his first answer, thinking it over. "I think my perspective must be out of step with most people here. I'm just now realizing how xenophobic my planet is. The idea of bringing something home that's not properly vetted is...scary."

The first couple times he came and went here, he felt horribly guilty about it, too.

"Oh, I'm not actually an artist--well, not in the traditional sense. I suppose there is a kind of art to magic, especially at higher levels, but I'm still a student. Honestly, what I really want is an aquarium and some pet fish. We don't even have fish on my planet."

"Art is cool, though! Can I see some of your drawings sometime?"