[ As Kaveh begins to talk, Hector shifts to make himself comfortable, leaning against the bar, resting his cheek on his lightly balled fist. Blue settles on the other man as he listens, eyes narrowing as he processes the new words the new information; the entire time, he nods slowly. Not once does he take a drink from his glass.

There's a spark of familiarity in his eyes at the mention of the academic institute. It's been a long time since anyone referred to him as Magister Rhineskeep, but that connection is still there, however faint it is now. Though he doesn't mention it, or let it show, really, he appreciates that they have something in common. Besides good looks, that is. ]

I see. So you're an academic. [ The information settles in his head, and he takes a sip of his drink. His tone is positive, clearly interested in learning more. ] I don't personally know too many architects. I'd love to know more about what you do.

[ And he refills both glasses while he's at it! ]