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It was the day before Eliazer was set to leave out for Belrea and instead of excitement he felt a little off. Even if he missed his family and his home, he'd come to enjoy Matori. Or rather, the parts of it that a certain someone had been kind enough to show him. Ever since his first encounter with Honi the Geian had spent time with her off and on, usually never planned, but welcomed never the less. Sometimes it was just a passing greeting as he milled around the market and othertimes it was to have a private conversation. Regardless of the reason, he knew he'd miss seeing her when he left.

He knew rumors were starting to crop up about him. On his first day he'd tracked down a bounty and come back bloodied, dragging a man in manacles behind him with a blunderbuss over his shoulder. He was scruffy, quiet, and most certainly didn't belong in daylight hours. Yet here he was, milling around once again hoping to catch sight of her before he left with a little package under his arm.

When Eliazer first saw the Matorian he hadn't connected her to Honi. The woman looked like so many others around them at a glance, but now that she was speaking to him he could see a few similarities. Just the fact he'd been put on the spot was enough to give the Geian pause, and now that she knew his name really made him nervous.

Slowly, he nodded and with a furrowed brow he pointed to her. He had a strong suspicion, and hoped he wasn't right. If he was the fact that she was here and not Honi couldn't be a good sign.

Well, that was good. Evidently she hadn't heard the gossip surrounding him or maybe she didn't care? If Honi had managed to speak on his behalf then things might not be as bad as he feared. Still, the scruffy Geian held up his index finger, shifted the package he carried under his arm and shuffled around in his pack for a notebook. The poor thing was beyond well worn with more than a few torn pages as well as barely any writing space. Still, he found some and with a piece of charcoal wrote;

I've seen her work. She's very talented and has a passion for it. Thinking on it a bit, he added, If I were staying longer I might go see her work, but I'm leaving soon. I was trying to find her to give this to her before I left. Would you mind giving it to her instead?

Eliazer shrugged his shoulders. While he was hoping to catch the hybrid before he left it wasn't that uncommon in his profession. Making connections was the easy part; keeping up with them once he returned home was much harder and inevitably things seemed to fall apart.

Don't let it get wet; it's clay. I didn't know what to give her, but it's from Belrea so I thought she might be able to do something with it.

The clay itself wasn't cheap since he'd had to pay more just to nab it from a local craftsman who had specifically order it, but it just...well, he just felt better knowing she had something as an incentive to write him. Once he'd properly written the little note for her mother to read, Eliazer handed the gift over. While it wasn't overwhelmingly heavy it would wear on anyone after a while.

With his hands free once more, Eli wrote;

I don't know if she told you, but my name is Eliazer Aberswith. I'm a bounty hunter from Valmon, Belrea and I- He paused awkwardly and with an unsteady breath, finished with, I would like to write to your daughter if that's alright.

Eli lifted a brow and very nearly crafted the signs for magic before taking up his charcoal instead.

Magic?

She either hadn't been aware of it the last time they spoke or hadn't thought too highly of it. Granted, there was a lot he didn't know about Honi, but that seemed like something that would just appear. His best friend was magically gifted and anytime his emotions flared so did the power inside.

Choose her own path....? Well, she'd already done that hadn't she? With her art?

I won't write anything mean to her if that's what you're saying.

That was such a wholesome use of magic. Eliazer could just see the love she'd put into her work, then that strong willed determination to make it whole again. It was a little terrifying, but in a sweet way that he found endearing.

With his notebook, he wrote; "I was expecting something bigger; lot of damage. My best friend back home set the curtains on fire when he got angry." It had taken a lot for him to get that mad, but the fact remained that it took a lot of control for a new magic user to fix something instead of destroying it.

Something parents say...Was it something his mother had ever said? She would have told him to leave that poor girl alone, not encouraged him to write, so maybe it was just a Tendaji thing.

"I never caught your name...? I'd like to thank you for taking her the clay. I haven't eaten and if you aren't busy I could repay you with a meal."

Only the rest had tempers? Eliazer couldn't help snerking. He remembered a temper flaring up during his conversations with Honi. It wasn't anything like his own, or any of the others he'd seen, but she could have been formidable if she tried. Still, it made him wonder about the rest of her siblings and suddenly he was all too grateful it was her mother he was meeting.

"How many children do you have? Honi told me she's from a big family, but she didn't mention how big."

It was something to ponder as he started to walk. Keeping up with his writing and moving at the same time would have been challenging if Eliazer wasn't so used to it. "Some place with fresh seafood. The last time I was here I had a fish as big as my arm, and it was perfect."

Seven? Eliazer's lips joined to whistle but it wasn't a whistle that came out, just the faint breath that would have accompanied the sound. Seven children and five grandchildren. He could barely wrap his mind around the concept of a sibling most days, but to have that many, to be an uncle all of those children...it was a lot.

In his notebook Eliazer made note of the names and which ones he should watch out for. When it came to Kynin he made sure to underline the boys name with the addition of he bites next to it. When he'd finished, Eliazer flipped back to he previous page;

"Mind leading the way?

I'm the only child my mother had so big families are good? intimidating?

I'm not sure. I wouldn't know what to do with that many people."