"Jester taught her a few things a four year old should know. You know, to say her name when asked, to tell people that she is very sweet when asked if she's nice," A faint beat as he took a sip of his tea. "To tell people to go fuck themselves if they say or do something she doesn't like."

He can't help but chuckle at the question, shaking his head.

"Oh no, nothing like that. I'm not sure entirely what it is, just that when I bleed I can make things happen. This place is a bit too nice to go demonstrating that though, I doubt they'd appreciate blood on their nice linens," A faint smile. "I don't have a lot of the magic you'd expect of a bard, and I've never quite had the patience to sit down and learn an instrument. I tend to earn coin with my readings, when not getting into all manner of trouble with the Nein."