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Arian shook his head "It's okay" he said in response to to Isha's apology; after all it wasn't like the other knew that he had a strained relationship with his father. "You’re the first person that’s ever asked me for lesson though" he continued as he deliberately changed what was an awkward subject.

He listened as Isha recited the little prayer, "That's a lovely prayer" before quirking his slight smile. "Although there’s no way that I can myself a guru" he was nowhere near. "There's a lot that I’m still learning myself. Especially since there's a lot of things that you can turn into jewellery."

Retrieving his notepad he wrote down the promised addresses of both Sparklespot and the The Beaded Garden, although he had to cross check the Sparklespot address with the one in his phone contacts, it was as he was pushing the paper across to Isha that he noticed that the piece of paper had a few earring doodles from one of his brainstorming times. "Sorry for the messy doodles," his voice was slightly apologetic. "This notepad tends to double as an idea-sketching notepad."

"I didn't know that" Arian admitted. "In the UK if you call someone a guru, then you kind of expect them to have mastered their chosen field and be an expert at it." It didn't seem to have the negative connotations back there that Isha was suggesting that it had over here in the States.

Then again Arian wasn't a health fanatic - it would have been pretty counter-productive at any rate given his sweet tooth and lack of any inclination to give up eating sweet treats. "Anyway I meant no offence by it and I apologise if I caused any - I just didn't want to claim credit for something I wasn't."

He absently tugged at his braid, as Isha mentioned liking the drawings "I guess I'm trying to be organised about all of this" he admitted at last, his wry words referring to the brief lesson. "Despite the fact that I'm doing it all on the fly. I'll try to make the next lesson more structured though."

A thought occurred to him "Did I ever give you my mobile number? Ah I mean cell phone." He'd called from the apartment phone which meant that it was likely that he hadn't. although it would probably make arranging the next lesson easier if Isha had it.

"Well I can certainly rectify that" Arian said as he printed out the number on another piece of paper and tore it neatly out of the notepad before passing it across to Isha, "It will make setting up another session easier."

As he passed the piece of paper across, it occured to him that this was probably the third bit of paper with things written on it that he'd passed to the other teen and that it probably would have been better if he'd just written everything on the one sheet, it was a thing to consider for next time though, at least as long as he remembered it was.

Cell phone number given out, Arian started to absently push the used bits of clipped wire together, sorting through them so that he could add the larger (and therefore potentially reusable) bits of wire to the bits that hadn't been used.

"I've enjoyed today" he admitted quietly. Despite having thought that they were just going to discuss lessons, Isha had been pretty sweet and had gone about the whole thing enthusiastically, despite everything pretty much being on the fly. "I hadn't realised that it had gotten so late" it was a musing thought more than anything else.

It would be fun to do another session he decided as he started to tidy up the leftovers from the lesson from the table, although Arian was determined that next time round he'd plan it out so that Isha got a proper lesson - after all there was more to basic jewellery-making than bead drops.