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Gael listened to the rambling as he continued to open the shellfish for his familiar to finish off. "I have a girl that I hope is more than a friend." The way he thought of it.. he was in the middle of courting. Not that he really wanted to discuss that with an Oban.

The question about his family had him eyeing the man. "I do. Some were even taken as slaves back in the day." Gael could have blamed this Oban but well, he didn't look that much older than him. "We never got the ones that were taken back." His shoulders lifted up slightly. It wasn't that he didn't care, he just couldn't do anything about it.

He was in the middle of cracking open another shell with his knife when he heard the words that came from Reillan. He slipped and ended up slicing into his hand instead. With a hiss he dropped the oyster and stared at his bleeding hand. Could it really be that easy? Could he just give the names of his family and they be located or returned to them? Covering his hand and squeezing to stop the bleeding he looked up at the Oban. "My uncle, his name is Gavion." If.. If this man could locate his uncle then he could brighten his Aunt's face. See her smile for real again. "And my cousin, Desian. She has an unusual birthmark at her neck." Most thought it was a fluke in her speckles.

((The uncle can be found but Desian has passed away. o wo In case you really want Reillan to look. ))

(( ^ ^ That can be a future rp with them then~ Reillan giving him the good/bad news. ))

He took the cloth and mumbled a thanks. As he pressed it into his cut he looked at the Oban. It was odd for him to receive any kind of help from someone originating from the Fire tribe. "Thanks.. If you find anything I live in Besaji. You can send someone to get me." Of course that meant that he lived quite literally on the other side of the region. Besaji was almost as far away from Oba as you could get while staying in Matori.

No longer getting any oysters the Zanteer gave his attention to Gael's hand. Sniffing at it and nudging, he seemed more interested in knowing what was beneath the cloth. Of course his nose somewhat already told him that there was blood.