Nevin sat back from his notes, setting the pencil atop the paper as he rubbed the back of one hand as he tried to work out the cramp that had developed. It was only then that he blinked and realized his quiet little spot wasn't anywhere near as isolated as it had been when he sat down. The first person he noticed was the large, very, very large, man sitting beside him. The man gave him a pleasant smile - and sweet Crimson he was big, wasn't he? Obviously not a full human, this man beside him, was he part ogre or part giant? Nevin's fingers itched to jot down ideas about how to treat issues this man might face - much more concentrated serums would be needed, as his larger frame would necessitate powerful potions. But that was when Nevin noticed who else was at the table.

"Fenn. Daugi. Hello there." He nodded to each of them as he said their names. Surprising enough, he thought, to see the two of them in here. For someone who claimed to live in the 'everywhere' Nevin ran into the small blonde fairly frequently. He raised an eyebrow at the 'child'. I hope you haven't been causing too much trouble recently?" He picked up his mug and sipped at it, slowly closing his notebook. If he drew the Fae's attention to it, that would be bad - he did not need the sticky-fingered individual to try pilfering a partially completed 'bible'. No, that way lay trouble and strife. He could already imagine Fenn trying to sell it to someone as the 'secrets to increasing virility' or some such nonsense.