[Danny]

Rettick looks dubiously at the bell-shaped object in his hands. He isn't used to being given things. It has only ever happened once before, and that guy had been dying at the time...

He turns it over, trying to work out what to do with it. He tries putting it on his head, but it doesn't fit. He rings it gently, but it only produces a faint, out-of-tune ring. He shrugs and puts it into a pocket. He glances out of the door at the vaguely mudokon-shaped creature that has given it to him. Rettick isn't quite sure about him. On the one hand, he is opening a rival shop, which can't be good for business, but then Rettick isn't really in this for the money. He has only really opened the shop as a way of learning more, and spreading his knowledge.

Rettick's telepathic abilities are rudimentary, at best. He was practising them when the stranger had walked in. But he can usually sense when another person has abilities, and he didn't sense any psychic powers emanating from the stranger. Maybe there's more to Magic that just Psychic Powers...

He feels the weight of the Bell in his pocket. He decides that he must repay the stranger somehow, so he pulls on a coat [OOC: yeah, i know, sligs don't tend to wear them; just use your imagination, yah?] and goes to turn the shop's sign to closed. As he's reaching out, he pauses, smiles slightly, and concentrates on the sign. It lifts slightly, but then falls back down. Rettick shrugs, and reaches out to do it manually.

"At least I'm getting better..." he says to himself, before leaving, and heading in the direction of the stranger's shop.