"And he hasn't figured out that that doesn't work and that parchment tastes disgusting?" Waver asked, raising an eyebrow slowly. His words were bone dry, but the thin hint of a smile on his lips made it clear that it was all just his typical manner.

At the mention of roof jumping, Waver can only nod. He's not the kind of person capable of such feats, but he can appreciate those with the skill for it.

"I can imagine. It seems you're well matched in the reflex department."