"Yikes, in its mouth??" Well, that certainly paints a different picture. Cayde stirs things around in the pot as he shakes his head.

"Oh, I know a few of those. Warlocks who're good at magic and talking that is. Well, maybe not strictly just those two things like you say this Shane person is, but most Warlocks back home seem to like to talk at length and I mean, if they aren't good at slinging space magic then they wouldn't be proper Warlocks."

A metal brow does lift at that particular tone, twice now, as Griffin speaks of Shane. He gives the ramen a moment to rest before he transfers everything into the bowl to bring over to the tiefling's table.