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Tal's ears perked up once again, partially out of intrigue, when the older Lycan spoke of his earlier days. It was hard to imagine the rough and tough Nazeil having people laugh at him or even being much of a screw up at something like bounty hunting. Even imagining the guy having trouble holding his gun was strange!

Though, he didn't seem to be feeling all too bad thinking about those times. That was strange as well. Even though he had a tendency to bounce back to being fairly cheery after making his mistakes, he didn't exactly enjoy messing up in the first place. But... hearing that Naz used to be similar did make him feel a bit better about himself.

"Yep! I'm 19," he replied while nodding, "So maybe I won't be as much of a screw up once I'm around your age then."

"Huh..."

Taking in those words, Tal thought it over some. Getting a mentor would definitely help. Just going at it on his own would take a lot more time than if someone was pointing him in the right direction in the least. He glanced down at the weasel in his arms for a moment or two as the thoughts floated around his orange head. And it was right around then that an idea struck him. Perking up once again, he glanced over towards Naz with a big grin.

"Maybe you can give me some pointers! I mean... even though you hunt people instead of animals, there's gotta be some overlapping. Some of the same general ideas could be used, right?" he suggested. It was a bit of a long shot, but he figured it couldn't hurt to try. Even if Nazeil didn't know much about catching animals, the earlier demonstration with catching the weasel already proved he knew more than Tal at the time.

Naz's little ploy to deter Tal worked fairly well. When he asked if their destination was up ahead, he looked forward and shook his head. He was about to repeat the question, but then he was asked on himself. That made him forget about his little suggestion pretty quickly.

"Oh nice! I live in a small place near the tea house," he replied while glancing in the general direction of the place, "By the way, do you still work there? Haven't really been there in awhile personally."

It was always an amusing image to imagine someone like Naz waiting on people. It didn't quite seem to fit right in this lycan's head. But he supposed a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do.

Well that was good for Naz, the orange lycan thought. Having a constant job was a pretty good idea for someone who basically took in contracts now and then.

At the question, Tal blinked as he tried to think back on the number of things he had tried out thus far. After a few moments, he shook his head, "Nope. But I tried being a delivery boy once! I... ended up tripping and dropped the order in the streets... I don't think I'd be much better as a waiter."

While he thought on that, he nearly let go of the weasel again, but managed to keep a good hold on it after all.

"Woah, you're not going anywhere," he told the little guy.

"Yes... but not in this town," replied Tal a bit hesitantly, "I actually ran away from home a few years ago. Wanted to try and make a name for myself. Ma wanted me to be like Dad... as a banker."

The young Lycan made a bit of a face at that thought. Being a banker was amongst the last of things he wanted to become. It just seemed so... boring to basically spend his life counting and handling money.

"I don't want to do that though. I want to do something more exciting! She didn't like that at all and kept pushing for the whole banking thing so... I ran."

Ears lowered as he continued to think on it. Despite the arguments, he did miss her, and he had to wonder if she was worried at all for him. Either way, he was determined to try and prove himself in a relatively exciting field before trying to go home. Maybe that way she'll see that he's capable of doing it.

In the brief silence, Tal continued to think about his family. They should be fine as his little brother would still be there for his mother. Most likely he wouldn't mind being the banker in the family either. Realizing this eased his heart a little.

Then, hearing Naz mention a mentor, his ears perked up once again. Though, he tilted his head to the side as he was a bit confused as to where that came from. It seemed so much out of the blue for him that it took a little while for the question to settle in his orange head.

Once it hit him, a big grin appeared on his face and the confusion changed to that of excitement.

"Of course! It'd be nice if someone could give me some pointers in the least," he chirped. Briefly, he glanced away to look ahead. The Weran household wasn't too much further so soon he'd be able to drop off the squirmy weasel.

There was a certain light in Tal's eyes as Naz went on and explained the 'curriculum'. It sounded tough, to say the least, but he was more than willing to go through it if it meant he could finally be good at something relatively cool. By the end of the explanation, he was grinning like a maniac, and he nearly dropped the weasel again.

"Aye aye sir!" he exclaimed happily, "I'll do my best to learn!"

There was a noticeable pick up in his pace as he tried to hurry on towards their destination. Before too long, he reached the door, in which he gently knocked. In his excitement on having a mentor, he was nearly as squirmy as the little critter he held in his arms. Once he traded the weasel for gold, he turned towards Nazeil again.

"You said you live by the inn, yes?"

Tal's tail wagged rather happily behind him as the feeling of excitement coursed through his body. Grinning at Naz, he shook his head rapidly while looking like was ready to bolt off to his place.

"Nope! I got it!" he chirped, "Thanks for the offer though!"

He figured he didn't need to bring a whole lot. And it wouldn't be hard to fetch things from his home if needed.

"I'm gonna go grab my stuff then! See you soon!" he exclaimed before blazing off without a moment's notice. The orange lycan was pretty quick on his feet... though a good part of that was probably the excitement driving him to go faster.