Tunxeek closed his mouth and became a little flushed at Meesei's clarification. She didn't seem immoral or dangerous at all. However, before he could apologise he was asked about his own interests. "Me? Well, father teaches me much. I still have much to learn but I am going to be Treeminder as well. He has taught me rituals, alchemy, and some magic, but there is a lot to learn. I am best at conjuration, even though I can only summon little things. I practice with conjuration more because..." Tunxeek looked down and to the side, holding one of his forearms in the other. He wasn't sure whether he sounded strange saying this, "...because the creatures... even though they don't speak, they are good at listening."

Realising where his mouth might be running off to, Tunxeek looked back at Meesei and Sabine trying not to seem awkward. He didn't quite want to divulge that he wasn't good at making friends in the village because of their earlier impression of him. The compulsive and shy son of the Treeminder who had to stick just the right kind of fish scales on the corners of his bed was not someone they wanted to play with back then. "I used to want to learn to summon creatures that could talk back, but when I told father, he summoned a... black and red skinned human with spiked clothing and horns. His name was... Dremora. He was very mean when he spoke and just wanted to hurt things, so I stopped wanting them to talk. I think now I just want to learn more about being a treeminder. Still, conjuration is interesting to me. I want to learn more about how this plain and other plains are connected. It is very complicated."

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"Might I add, if you want to do this, pick a more comfortable pose." Fendros recommended with a hint of strain. The joking novelty of holding his arms and legs in such a way was fading away quickly at this point.

Smiling at Fendros' silly pose at well, Janius thought for a moment. He looked at Leaps as the creature slept, then looked at Kaleeth and spoke softly, "We could get some dried reeds and make a bed for Leaps-On-Elves if you like. It can't use our arms to sleep all of the time, and it needs some kind of home."