[As much as Eridan thinks magic is a bunch of stinking HORSEFEATHERS, he knows how this all goes, he's a mage in this weird curse bullshit, and he needs to take away as much weakness as this class gives him, so with no other choice he'll humor this guy and his little quest.]

Alright, I heard you got some way a makin' a... [Through gritted teeth:] mage learn how to cast his spells faster. Seein' as that's a great fuckin' adwantage to hawe, I suggest you get talkin'.

[Eridan ever the impatient and demanding. Sorry Tiny Robed Man, this is what you have to deal with.]