Kaleeth let out a long breath, turning her head away for a few seconds. "Honestly, I'm still not sure I like it. It just seems that there is a lot of risk in giving him so much freedom being with her. Sure, I want to trust my son but...well, he's a young boy at the age that he's becoming a man, and he's just as stupid as every other young boy his age. I know Juran-Selth does not seem too concerned but...he doesn't know what we are, the risks that are really there."

"But...there are some advantages to the company he is giving her." Kaleeth admitted. "She's going to encourage him every step of the way for his tattoos, without us even needing to ask her to do it. If she tells him that enough, he might actually start [i]believing[/i] it himself. It's just...well I know I keep echoing my same worries to you, but are you [i]absolutely[/i] sure that he won't end up doing something stupid? I mean, you do remember what we were doing when my father found us, right?" She asked, though he might also notice her grip his hand somewhat more tightly, with a slight grin.

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The brief silence from Ahnasha's parents was more uncomfortable for them than before, but they did their best to hide it. As she had faked her death in order to run away, Ahnasha's departure from them was not a pleasant memory, and not something that her parents were willing to discuss in polite conversation. For them, it was far more practical to simply answer vaguely and avoid the subject, without outright lying. "Oh...it's been quite a long time by this point. Well over a decade. She was not yet in her twentieth year when she resolved to make her own way through life. But, it all turned out well for her. Perhaps she just needed to get her fill of adventure before settling down with your boy." S'nashi replied. 

"Young Fendros must have had something of an adventurous spirit as well to keep up with our daughter, I would imagine." Gwindir added. "Perhaps they helped to temper each other's restlessness?" 

Ahnasha gave Fendros two pats on the shoulder, though with a grin that betrayed her pride. "Come now, I know you can do better than that. Why, perhaps Rhazii should join us as well to finally show up his father in one of these competitions? Though I suppose your brother should go next." 

Ahnasha turned and took a long look towards the tree, contemplatively. "Hmm, now how to make it more difficult? Perhaps speed shooting, but...we would need something to time it, and I doubt any of us have an hourglass on hand."

"Oh, um, I do, actually." Shevari's voice chimed in from nearby. She had already served the main course for everyone, so she had returned to watching them compete while she ate. "I always use one, especially if I need to be precise with how long something needs to be cooked. Actually, I have three of them of different sizes, for different timings."

"Oh, well, I suppose that [i]is[/i] an option, then." Ahnasha commented.