[With his own... quota- there, that's a nice, neutral word with no implications of awkward contact- starting to flag somewhat, consider him tentatively interested. Not that he's going to let that on, of course. Better to stick to the more intriguing -and less humiliating- topic of domestic wizardry.]
What kind of magic are we talking? [There's a hint of a smile in his voice.] You're going to have to narrow it down for me a little.
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What kind of magic are we talking? [There's a hint of a smile in his voice.] You're going to have to narrow it down for me a little.