Fortunately, Felix does not want to see records of Seteth's love life anywhere, and doesn't even really want more information at all, but... "What kind of...'auspicious acts'?" he asks, slow and cautious, and then hurriedly adds, "I don't need a whole list, just...some idea of what to expect."

He shakes his head, disgusted with this whole place. "I'll simply have to hunt and forage for myself, then. I'm hardly a stranger to it." Faerghus is a harsh land; even nobles have to learn survival skills.

He gives Seteth a dubious look at this talk of capturing images and such, but it's not like Seteth's going to lie to him. Must be some kind of magic, he figures. Then he looks at the bottle with blank confusion.

"I...would appreciate the assistance, yes. What's that?" He nods at the lotion.