"Weddings aren't a big spectacle on your world?" That's surprising, and Amelia's eyebrows rise skeptically as she looks Felix over. "I don't think I've heard a single person speak of a wedding so modestly or apathetically before. Even the most pliable of people have opinions on such a momentous life event." She could go on for hours about the way her oldest brother fought her parents about his wedding, even as he wanted nothing to do with the planning. The memory makes her smirk a little, which she does nothing to hide.

She leans over a little and gives the conjurer a scrutinizing look. "You can still pass off the work, obviously, but you've really no opinions?" Come on, Felix, you must have some dreams and the rogue wants to know them!