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Shrugging, Zixil continued to stare contentedly down at the seeds in his hand. Oh, how gorgeous they were, subtly catching the light, gleaming like they were winking at him, warming at his touch. They loved him too. He could tell.

"Well, you're a student, ain't ya? So we've got it at least half right. I figured this was a get-to-know-you sort of shindig, and you kids are all big on being shrouded in mystery, so I better take my chances, right?" He chuckled at himself, still fixating on his money.

"You new here?" He hadn't seen him before, but that wasn't saying much. Not many students actively sought out teachers.

"Aw, I dunno." Zixil leaned back as well, holding one of the silver seeds up to the light. You look real pretty against that light, Money. Aw yeah, do a little turn, let me see the other side - it's just as shiny. "I don't guess it gets any less confusin' as you go on. Weirder every year, if you ask me, but Jack can you turn a profit. Off of anything. Let me tell you, slap a heart on something, and you'll be rolling in silver."

Rolling in silver would be so nice. He idly wondered if he had enough in his safe to swim in later.

"Mostly seems like a lot of kissin' and huggin' and one big ol' love festival, but ya know, there are people who like that sort of thing. Just not for me." He tore his eyes away from the seed to give Frosty an apologetic look. Just for a second. "You enjoying it so far? Could try to hunt you down a nice ghoul or a striking boil...I mean, maybe for a fee, but...naw, hey, free for you."

The kid was catching on nicely! Zixil was going to have a new favorite by the time the night was up. "Yeah! Well, I mean, takes a bit more finesse, but that's just about it."

It pained him, but he pocketed his seeds again. He had some teaching to do.

"Okay, raincheck on the other thing. Just drop by my office whenever ya got the need. But as far as this Scarentine's sellin' goes..."

He extended his pointer claw and pressed it into the tablecloth, cutting a heart shape from the fabric. It had some frayed edges from being torn out, but it would work. After a quick glance over the table to inventory his materials, he snatched up one of the cards, flipped it over, and stuck the heart to the upper corner with a bit of candlewax.

"See, look at this thing, spruced it right up, and..." He scrunched his nose. "Yeah, won't lie, I don't see the appeal. But trust me, Frosty, they eat it right up. You got anything in particular you wish you could make?"

Zixil grinned. Snow? Well, he wished he could make gold, but he wasn't any kind of alchemist. "Oh, definitely! Well, I mean...you might wanna theme 'em with the holidays, or current events or just species in general. Gotta pander to your market, and you've got it made."

He smacked a stamp on the heart-card and passed it to Frosty. "Guess I'll go ahead and give this to you, but drop by my office or sit in on a class sometime. You'll go places, kid. You got the mind for it."