[Sorry, pupper. Rodney manages one last pat before Seren zips off to John's side (thank goodness) so that they can head bar-ward. Which only strikes Rodney as vaguely odd. There is a great deal of alcohol available in Olympia, and considering how absolutely backwards it is, small wonder.]

Wizard.

[That's right. You heard him. He stands and brushes himself off to fall into step with John. Dog duly paid attention to, he let's her be a dog without any further input from him.]

I'm not sure yet. It's going to require research. I wouldn't mind a little bit of your...alternative gene or whatever you're calling it. Not-ATA.

[He waves at all of John's person rather casually.]

But there are a handful of extrasensory perceptions and psychic abilities that I sometimes miss that I wouldn't mind regaining.