[Waver bent his head so it was resting against the bookcase, the arm holding the book he'd been reading sagging by his side.]

What the hell-

[The he turned around and walked firmly up to the counter.]

No Magus would battle like that! He'd run you through with a Gandr or a fireball or something before you could even sit at the table!

[Well, okay maybe not exactly. A Magus battle was a gentleman's battle (for the most part) and had rules, but still!]