"Bodiless, headless, it is like glass half full, half empty, no?" Naveen held up his own cloudy glass as if to illustrate the principle. Then again, his glass was much closer to empty than full. Still, despite his jest, he was clearly listening. This Vengarl fellow had value yet, Naveen was sure of it. And in more ways than just a stoic drinking companion.

"Is it fearsome beasts we will become, do you think?" Naveen tried to imagine it. "Or perhaps peaceful ones?"