"No, it's fine, it's...fine." Ma'tanza stammered out nervously. She tried to appear calm, almost professional in her demeanor. She stood up to her feet and extended a hand towards Tzirret to help him up. Ma'tanza shouldn't embarrass you like that; she was just surprised is all. She knows you feel that way about this one, but, um...well...she just...it's fine. We can head back and find a place to have a nice bath. Does that sound good?" She asked.

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Ri'vashi raised her brow curiously at Gallus. Of all the things he could have asked of her, this particular question was far from what she expected. "Ri'vashi will not lie, that question is rather strange. But, she supposes she did make the offer. Unfortunately, this one does not know of how much help she can be. Ri'vashi has never had children of her own to raise, and there were never any boys of her age around growing up. Even if there had been, there were not many in High Rock who would have interest in a Cathay."

Rather than continuing to make excuses, Ri'vashi paused a moment to think on what practical advice she could offer. She walked over and sat down on a wooden bench near the chest of staves to rest as they spoke. "Still, Ri'vashi tends to approach such things the same way as you. Hands-off, that is. She believes in allowing her pride to be their own people. But, if they are young, this one supposes you just want to be able to give them advice? This sounds like an experience they could both learn from, you just have to make sure nothing happens that could permanently impact their lives. Or, irreversibly, rather. Perhaps you could look to yourself for advice as well? Did you have similar experiences at their age? What did that do to you?"