Raising her hand to stave off the offer of Percy's shirt, Ianthe was fine with her shirt as it was. She'd head back home soon enough; it wasn't far away from their current location.

"Research. I'm a necromancer; there's always something to work on." Several things. It was difficult to focus on one for long. "But I also keep my swordskill sharp. Barring that, this place's favored past time." Sex. She was taking about sex.

"What sort of things do you like to make?"