[Word gets around. Tav's heart clenches for a moment, but he reminds himself that Bastien has talked with him as a person, not a monster, this entire time. They've laughed together as if Tav weren't a horrible excuse of an elf who destroyed others and caused panic in Baldur's Deep.

He sucks in a breath and then releases it.] I enjoy plants and my magic allows them to grow in difficult terrain. I like my companions, even the difficult ones. I've also realized I don't like diplomacy. I always seem to say the wrong thing in tense situations.

[He taps his left cheek, just below his left eye.]