[It was...complicated. Very complicated. He wasn't sure about anything on that front and that uncertainty was unsettling. He would talk about it...eventually. For now, he was content to just twist another flower into the thin braid he was working on.]

Oh! I do hope so. Maybe you should use your 'tablet' thing and ask around? I don't know how this place would respond to fire.

[A twist of his fingers and he hooked another braid with his little finger to bring it over so he could start a whole new twist.]

Sit up a bit for me?