It sounds wonderful, creating images in bubbles, and she's about to ask more about it, when Viatorus blurts out his grandfather's potion making. Her expression turns just as bemused, but she waits patiently to see where he's going with this train of thought...

And, oh boy, would she ever like to see a magic laboratory. "Really?" she asks, her face lighting up with excitement. "Um, I mean... if that's okay? I don't want to take you away from your own party..."