"I love it when what seems to be a complex problem for you ends up being a simpler problem for someone else." César grins. "I don't mind rambling. But if you've got any ideas on what you'd like, throw them Tarantulas's way. He's got several of us science-and-engineering-minded people in one place. That'd be the most efficient."

César rubs his hands together, which may or may not be interesting to a baby Gwen. "So the other business! If you can spare paper, I'll show you what I know about hormones. Have you heard any potions for hair removal or growth, too? Or who I could ask about that?"

Magne said getting rid of her facial hair was a priority, so César's making it a priority to ask.