Even among elves, there are magic people and there are tech people. Rondo is the former, but he smiles at Caspar's shift in tone, recognizing the latter when he sees one. "We do! We actually have a couple colonies on two of our moons. We do some trading with other systems, as well, though. Mostly with the Drixen; they're studying some of the unique qualities of the ores we produce on our planet, and they're total pacifists so we have good diplomatic relations."

The way Caspar refers to himself catches Rondo's notice. Humans, in his experience, don't talk about 'my kind' like that. "Um, what kind is your kind?" he asks awkwardly. "I know there's no way to ask that politely, but I promise I'm just curious."

"I have a PINpoint," he nods. "It's the only thing I carry home from the Nexus."