"Well, this one ought to do, but the other one..." Fendros picked up the book on Altmer child health and flitted through it. Unfortunately, the few things that weren't specifically for Altmer seemed fairly fixated on elven children. Fendros closed it and looked up to the shop owner. "The nanny's book is good, but...how do I put this...um, do you have anything like this one, but for a Khajiit cub?"

The Altmer looked confused, "Why a Khajiit?"

"Because the child is a Khajiit." Fendros felt more odd saying that than he thought he would.

There was a couple of seconds before the Altmer broke into a smile of realisation. "Ooooh, I see. My apologies, I thought you were the father all along. I was confused. Nevermind, I'll have a quick look."

Fendros looked awkwardly to one side. "Actually it's...nevermind."

"Now, the closest I have is a book written in Ta'agra. Will that be a problem?" The woman produced an older looking book from a high shelf.

"No, I think that will be fine." Fendros couldn't even speak Ta'agra, let alone read it, but Ahnasha could. If it was anything like that Altmer book, it would be helpful.

The bookshop owner brought both books on top of one another and gave a friendly smile. "That will be five gold for the nanny's book, and ten for..." The woman re-read the unintelligble script on the front, "[i]...Kitten Rearing[/i], I believe is the translation."

"Of course, thank you." Fendros said with less enthusiasm than he could have shown. Fifteen gold was all he had. Lorag and Fendros left the bookshop with what they set out for, so they started back towards the Tavern. Fendros would have asked Lorag if there was anything he wanted to see or buy, but he seemed impatient to get back anyway. On the way back, Fendros felt the need to remark, "Lorag, I know having your body slow down would be difficult, but...if you do anything, please don't throw your life away. We all need you still, regardless of your strength."

Sabine lowered her gaze sympathetically, "I see." It seemed to do just about anything in these cities, you needed gold. It was unfair in Sabine's eyes. She looked up again and smiled more hopefully, "I think you could do it if you tried. My sister lived in Morrowind, in Vos, and she always wanted to visit Thorn. It was hard for her, but she was able to open a shop there. She is very happy now. Maybe if you gather gold for yourself, you could do it." Sabine hoped she was being helpful. Giving encouragement was not something she had done much before.