"Your wife might kill you if you keep injuring yourself right after blowing something up," Yue just looks down at him, grabbing her drink and sipping from it. "I'm pretty certain you've been told not to stand up so quickly after these things."

"We are getting closer though..." not sure what it is we're getting closer to, except making the carpenters rich. At none of my books were in the blast this time. She flipped through one of her journals, "Next time I'm sent off to exchange tomes with fellow scholars I'll see what their alchemists have been working on elsewhere."