Manos staggers forward from his seat a bit. "Wait! What?" He looks directly at Elymas. "You have magic that let's you detect magic!? What… How!?"
He starts rummaging through he satchel and then pulls out a small wooden box; holding it up towards Elymas. "So you can sense the magic in this?" He turns it a little, back and forth. "It is a family relic; though it didn't always look this way." He laughs briefly to himself.
"You're going to have to teach me how to do that sometime." He reaches into his bag, pulls out a piece of straw, pops it into his mouth, pushes his hood forward, and leans back against the tree; smiling in amazement.Out of Character:
Manos will begin a short rest, though will stop it if the group decides to move.