Nida laughed at the memory of the one Jacob would have seen. There had been FAR more intense ones more recently than that, mostly because they could get away with it, having no audience. And Nida came out on top sometimes. It was nice to just know he could hold his own.

"Yeah, I've been fighting since I was younger than Ignis, but that doesn't mean I had the drive he did. I'm more like a fine wine. I get better at all I do with age. A late bloomer. His drive... Damn."

There was nothing that could compare for the drive his husband had, and Nida was awed every time that drive was turned to Nida's own betterment.

"Yeah, hold on, let me sketch this out," he said, rising to go to the desk and pull out some paper. The good news was that, among his other skills, maps was something he'd been trained in, so he soon had a very passable one to hand over. "Here, this place will have shirts and coats. Not winter yet, I think you'll want something else for that. Leather maybe. Oh, but they do scarves sometimes. If you can't afford it tell the guy there, Rhy, that he can put it on the Scientia tab, and you can just repay us when you can afford it. If I'm not in here when you come back, just leave it with the other guy."