[ casual is a very good descriptor for Reno's general demeanor—he's not big on propriety or even necessarily manners, tends to be straightforward and treats everyone like old friends even if they've only met once. ]

Ramuh, ain't it? I always say that. [ he sets the bowls on the counter so he can serve, although it's a miracle he doesn't fling pasta anywhere considering how animatedly he gestures. ] I ain't doin' it with magic, though. Practical effects only. Me and my partner back home, we learned how to build bombs together. He always makes 'em real pretty when they go up 'cause he knows that's how I like them.

[ Reno's bombs tend to be works of art in themselves—sure, flattening a building, but why not also make it blow up in pinks and blues and purples while you're at it? seems a waste not to if you have the opportunity.

he grabs both of the bowls, sticks forks in them, and then brings them over to the table so they can sit. ]

You mind if I ask—you always been kinda magical or is that a skill you learned?