"Don't you think that once the waiters notice that our lively table has suddenly got quiet, they might try to eavesdrop on us?" Lith's paranoia knocked directly into sixth gear.
"You would be right if that was a Silencer, but it's a Scrambler. It converts our words into boring small talk, like how the weather was or if you're liking your food." Kamila replied, piquing Lith's interest.
Adding words to his Hush spell was child's play. Making it have a shred of sense was very hard since it depended on the place and context. He tried to examine the device, but Kamila slapped his hand away.
"Move it now and our voices will sound as if we suffer from brain damage." She said.
"Sorry, I had to ask Lady- I mean Jirni's approval because of the confidential nature of the information.
