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The mage laughed a little at her allusion, and told her, "Getting spell components often is sadder for the hopeful spellcaster than the dragon, since dragons are usually so much more powerful than we are." He smiled as he closed the book and set it on the corner of his desk. "Dragons do have powerful magic in them, though, if one knows how to use it. But even dragons are subject to death, somehow or another. So perhaps the power I draw upon is even greater." Kumoru rose slowly, smoothing his hands down over his pants out of habit before remembering that they didn't wrinkle upon standing like his robes did. "So you won't have to worry about me sowing dragons' teeth, or killing them for bones or blood or anything," he said in conclusion.

Kumoru was silent for a moment; so she thought him a kind person? He figured he was satisfied with that. He often had doubts at what he was and was not, particularly when it came to terms such as "ruthless", "callous", and other things that came close to the razor's edge between the more basic "good" and "evil". He rarely feared himself because of it, though, because he'd been brought up to be largely unfeeling. If he had to, he would go ripping teeth out of a dragon for a spell, but if it wasn't necessary, he wouldn't try. Just like it would matter to him no more than it had to, what Chris thought of him.

Abruptly, Kumoru realized that foreign hands were moving his books towards his shelves. "Er, wait, you don't have to," he said quickly, grinning sheepishly and nearly stumbling over another stack of tomes on the floor as he stepped towards Chris. "My filing system makes little sense to people besides myself," the mage told her. "As long as we get the books up here and near my desk, I can get them filed away on my own." Which meant he was more than a little picky about the arrangement of his library. But he wasn't going to put it quite like that. "Thanks for the offer, though," he added.

"Organized chaos?" the mage huffed in mock indignation. "You cannot begin to comprehend the thought that has gone into the organization of this extensive collection of knowledge!" He laughed a little and stepped over a stack of books toward the door, then turned back to Chris.

"Not too much more to do, I don't think," he said. "I mean, I seem to shed books where ever I go around this house, but I'll probably be able to track them all down sooner or later. Would you like anything to drink or eat?"

Kumoru nodded and started out of the library. "I'm pretty sure I have some hot chocolate. If not, could you settle for some tea? I know I have enough tea to last me several months."

The mage followed her down into the kitchen, and went to fill the teakettle with water. Once it held enough water for two, he set it on the stove, turned on the gas, and lit it with a snap of his fingers.

"So you wanted to know about my magic?" Kumoru asked as he walked over to his pantry. He glanced at Chris, then started rooting through one of the shelves in search of hot chocolate mix.

"Plenty of a place in the world I come from, actually," Kumoru said with a shrug as he withdrew a box of teabags from the pantry, tossed it over onto the table, and continued his search for hot chocolate. "Here, really, magic is used the same way. Either to make someone's life either, or to make someone's life harder. Just like technology, really." The mage grinned a bit. "Except magic isn't something just anyone can do. And it tends to be a bit... prettier."

"Aha!" Kumoru said as he shoved a few small boxes aside and took out a packet of hot cocoa mix. He shut the pantry, selected a teabag from the box, then took both that and the cocoa over to the counter beside the stove.

"Pretty because the magic draws power from the caster and from the elements around the caster," he explained as he went to fetch mugs. "Spell-casting creates a whole different feeling around the wizard."