"I should very much like to see it," The fold of his smile is slim, but it settles smooth about the eyes, sincere: Approval. "I'm certain that someone will stake their name. The University is ever-daring."

It owns less to lose than Riftwatch. Isaac has not made a habit of endorsing that which makes him less useful — but that isn't only self-interest. Desperate men chase any manner of remedy, and magical healing does not often begin from a place of trust. If he's more eager now, it's for knowing that a failure won't poison their own well.

"Remember, you're confident, clever, and connected." As though Strange needs the pep talk. A hand clapped to shoulder would strike altogether too familiar, but the cant of his posture angles a certain alliance. "And you've the luxury to walk away. I hear that Ferelden breeds professors now —"

Alright, that's a joke.