Well why not? Harry seemed a swell guy in his own right. Not counting the injuries. She looks thoughtful, "Investigating? Like what the police do here?" Hrm. As he mentioned wanting a leg up, and then shook his wrist... oh god, Ella, don't say it. Don't say it.

"Good, then I don't have to mention it." Ella grins, "But as you are right now, I think you might have a bit of a handicap."

God..damnit Ella, why did you have to say it. Although she looks absolutely unapologetic, save for that brief wince of 'Oh that's right, I went there.' "Maybe if there's a service you can provide that no one else does."

Then again between the shops and other independent mages in the port, was there such a thing? "Poor jokes at your expense aside - I do sincerely apologize for that, by the way..." she adds, trailing off thoughtfully.

It was tempting, so so tempting, to ask if he knew anything about curses.