Vaden listened attentively to the explanation of what the other did for work and he was perhaps mildly disappointed when he heard that he was no more than a paper pusher. A very important paper pusher, yes, and someone who certainly saw much cross his desk, but still. His minor disappointment was overshadowed by his intrigue at the idea of creation magicks, populating a star (did he mean world?) in such a way.

"By creation magicks - do you mean conjuration?" He was rather confident that wasn't what he'd meant - conjuration didn't create anything new, only summoned it from elsewhere - but he had no other context of what that could really mean. Vaden was not so stupid that he couldn't extrapolate based on the name on the tin but, well, such a thing didn't exist where he was from.