"Look here, Cyno,"

The dark-furred fox tapped on his shoulder, reeling in his attention once again. Patience growing thin, the man sighed. He knew it'd be difficult to get all the information across, but to the other it evaded him. It wasn't every day Tighnari found himself requesting help in this field. From Cyno, nonetheless, who's own area of expertise was far dissimilar. But he could take all the help he could get, even if it meant their evenings would feel more prolonged than expected.