"The refinement processes used to turn it into powder stabilize it a great deal, but beggars rarely have the luxury of being choosers." If raw fuel is the only thing available, then their cartridges need to be able to use it. That's just how it is.

Eula takes the cartidge back and replaces it in their belt. "I should have plenty for the time being, though a bit heavy on the lightning. Fortunately nothing thus far has forced me to reach for it." All of the reflections have been things they could resolve with spear, knife, or fists alone.

The mention of Estinien brings a smile. "I daresay he left as much to escaping our 'blathering on' as anything to do with the Scions officially dissolving," they agree.