"Seek Limsa Limosa then, should we shake the dust of this place off our heels and be about our business." A sip is carefully ventured. Not so hot as to scald, at least, which is acceptable. "Of late I've been lurking about there, and barring an unexpected calamity am likely to stay for at least a few decades."

Not everything the stranger says makes sense, but that seems reasonable now that Fandaniel's actually accepted he's likely from another star. Which means he's running it through his head, seeing how it sounds if he uses different words or meanings. "Though I admit to some surprise that there's any soul here who'd be interested in dabbling in darkness, most of them seem to be utterly terrified of anything that even hints at anything but sunshine and Light."