Delta chuckles as his brother feigns injury, rinsing plates quickly and putting them in the dishwasher. But he's given pause when Delta asks.

Sparkles. A new one. Delta decides he isn't going to complain. It's better than when he was goblin when they were younger. He looks back over his shoulder at his brother.

"I'm thinking about the man I met."

And then he realizes that sounds more... deep than he intends.

"The one that paid for my helmet repairs."