Friebel nodded. Zach couldn't see it.
"Right. Something about tempering your body to indestructibility. I have a few. Blacksmith's Guide to Alchemy, Supreme Tempering Method for Unbreakable Weapons, How to Make an Immortal Weapon, Three Principles of Smithing, and the Endless Divine Hammering Technique. Which one do you want?"
"What?"
"What?"
"You made it sound like you had the perfect technique for me. What's with all these options?"
"Boy, there's no such thing as a perfect technique, much less one perfectly suitable for you of all people. Just listen to your gut. Which one popped out when I listed them?"
"I—"
"Ah, before you choose, though, it's probably best I clarify. It's you we're talking about, after all."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Zach frowned.
"Nothing." He was talentless, and she had needed to clarify what she was talking about earlier. Friebel didn't want him to make an uninformed choice.
