Tannusen forgoes the teasing for the moment to work through this aloud, if only because he know Szel wouldn't appreciate a long silence just now.

"I'm not actually completely sure whether it would work with you or not," he considers for a second, then continues, "your species is so... clockwork, corrupted or not. But, it works with humans? So I guess it's a matter of how high your inherent banality is... and having smashed souls with you quite a number of times, I don't think that it just flat-out wouldn't work. You're quite a bit less banal than your brethren."

Oh right he hasn't said what it is. Don't mind him, he's literally written books on the subject of his own kind and how they work.

"It's musing, basically. Shoot you up with Glamour in a slightly different way than the usual, you have a massive creativity spike, and I peel off the excess Glamour you generate from it."

Without being able to paint anymore, though... was Szel a writer?

"Some more Unseelie types than I am do it in such a way that it harms the Dreamer, but I don't. Seems counter-productive."