[He watches attentively, and to be honest it all seems a bit fiddly and irritating, but he is listening at least--

--and admittedly the potential for instant conversation - no letters, no messenger birds and all that - is quite fascinating. He leans over and blinks at the message, slides on a crooked grin.]

That's cheating, you realise.

[Asra does do a good job of mimicking him, his pattern of speech, and he moves to take back his own device now, means to examine it a little more thoroughly.]

But would you look at that, instantaneous communication. I could invite you for drinks whenever I felt like it.

[Which also means Asra could turn him down whenever he felt like it too, but never mind that part.]