"Oh, it, uh..." Fendros scratched at the back of his head nervously. The Bosmer must have been Ahnasha's father. Fendros decided that a white lie would be best for this situation. "...my partner told me about it, actually. She grew up in Leyawiin, you see. Said you were lovely people." Fendros was caught looking around for something that he might buy for the excuse of staying around, but was instead saved by the scraping of a something against the floor. He turned around to see Rhazii dragging a chair toward the display case. "Rhazii! Leave that chair alone. It's not yours to move around," Fendros said, being sure not to shout.

Rhazii stopped and let the chair go, looking up at his father. "But Newt can't see the sword, dada," Rhazii protested.

Fendros looked at the display case and realised the issue. He turned his head to the shopkeeper with an apologetic look. "I am sorry," Fendros said. He turned and stooped down to pick up Newt in his arms so he could look into the display case for himself. "At this age they are very curious," Fendros commented to the shopkeeper.

Still excited, Rhazii resumed his position up against the display cabinet. "It's pretty!"