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Dovian listened and cringed whenever someone involving him was brought up. Wasn't like he meant to get everyone into all that trouble. He lowered his eyes and stared at the desk rather than at Hestian. Of course, he was trying to figure out what all his mother had done. When mention of Gorvis trying to recruit a cook, however, he looked toward his mother with wide eyes. Was that why he'd sent that one guy after their mom?

He missed the old being passed over since he was too busy staring at his mother but when Shura nudged him he blinked and looked at her before giving the boss man his attention. "O-Oh.. ahem.." He got up and pulled something out of his bag before moving to place it on the desk as well. "I'm sorry for causing so much trouble." What he laid there was one of his creations. He'd asked his dad about symbols to etch into it so it would fit with the guild. A stunning damascus dagger with a ivory handle complete with etchings and designs, as well as a few gems, to really say he was sorry. To date it was the best piece he'd ever made and he was sad to see it go.

Hestian looked down at the dagger that was placed before him on the desk, reaching out to pick it up, and set to inspecting it. It was a good piece for someone so young. He could tell that Bushi's son had talent, though he would likely want to continue to work hard on the skill so he could continue to make such piece. After the inspection was through he tucked the dagger away along with the money that had been given to him, accepting both tributes graciously before he said, "If you ever open a shop let me know. I would be interested in acquiring more of your pieces in the future."

His attention then went to the crate that was placed before him, giving it a curious glance before he opened it up. As he inspected the food he nodded slowly, "Hm, I see. Given that Gorvis had such interest in you I thought perhaps you were the owner of the restaurant you worked in. It might have just been a ploy on his part to annoy Bushi through you. A real shame, though I suppose I can always go to your higher ups and speak with them." He had hoped it would be easier then that and that he could make a deal here and now as far as feeding the guild went. As it wouldn't so easy he'd just have to approach those that were really in charge and go from there.

The crate was closed and set aside for later as he turned his attention to Phaedra one more, "It was never my intention for the children to get dragged into things. I should have considered the envy growing in Gorvis's heart as more then just him being weak. He had skill when he was younger but I fear he let it stagnant and started to think that he just deserved things without having to put the work in. Such a pain." To lose someone so promising to envy and sloth, but he hoped it would become a lesson to the rest of the guild.

"Alright, then if your son wishes to sell pieces to me or mine in the future he can do so through his father. It will allow him to get more skilled in his field as well as make some pocket money without having to meet any of the guild members save from the obvious one."

Bushi looked between Phaedra and his boss, giving a bit of a sigh as she seemed to insist upon butting heads with the man. She always was a tough, stubborn sort, wasn't she? He couldn't help but to find her to be fascinating though even as she tried to get the two of them into trouble. Giving a little shake of his head he said, "If he decides to sell any of his pieces he can do so through my stand." If it kept him out of trouble and kept him away from the guild then he would do what he could through his stand to protect Dovian in that manner. Not to mention that it would likely make Phaedra happier knowing that her son wouldn't be approached by people wanting to buy from him that were left then reputable.

"I do apologize again for everything, boss. This wasn't how I wanted things to go down." After glancing around for a moment he said, "I will be sure to redouble my efforts as far as Matori goes. I have a few contacts that are putting out feelers at the moment so it shouldn't be long now."

Dovian watched as the man inspected his work then pocketed it. He really was sad to see it go. If anything it made him wonder if that blade would end up in someone's back and the authorities trace it back to him. A worrying thought to be sure.

As it was mentioned that he could sell to the guild he winced and looked toward his dad. Was that a true "if"? Dovi wondered if maybe Hestian was hinting at something. However, his mother stepped in and seemed to show a side to her that he'd never seen in his life. "Mom!" He whispered harshly at her. It would be just his luck for his mom to stand up for him then get into even more trouble!

He groaned and sank down into his chair, one hand reaching to find his sister's. "Shuuu... we're doomed." He whispered again, this time more quietly since his sister was closer.

Hestian rose to his feet, hands gathering the papers that had been laying before him, before he turned to Phaedra and gave her a smile that didn't quite reach his deep red eyes before he said, "What business I have with the owner of that establishment is the future is none of yours, Miss Bushi. You would be wise to remember that the reason the proceedings have been so amiable and in your favor until this point is because the lot of you are important to Bushi and Bushi is important to me."

The stack of papers were set on top of the crate that was sitting on the edge of the desk before he lifted a hand, motioning to the door, "You may leave now." It seemed that while he might have heard her question that he wasn't answering, but instead he was packing up so that he could head out after the lot of them.

Bushi was on his feet in an instant, giving Hestian a polite nod of his head, "We will be going then. Thank you for your leniency, boss." He said, before turning to his family and set to work trying to herd them toward the door. The sooner that they got out the better as he didn't really want to see things that had been going well break down. Best that they got out before anything happened that might entail further fines. A thought that the merchant in him didn't like the sound of since they'd already spent enough coin today.

Thank the spirits or whenever god of gods had made it so that his mother didn't get into anymore trouble. Dovian was actually afraid that she would say something to offend the man. If that happened they might not leave the back room of the bar. And while it was... cozy, Dovi really didn't want to stay longer. So as they were told they could leave and his dad started to herd them out he got to his feet.

He barely got one step in before his sister had a hold of his wrist. Dovian didn't argue one bit as Shura told him to hurry. In fact he started to push her and quicken his steps. "Go. Go go." Anything to get out.

There was a slight roll of the older man's eyes. It seemed that figured just because someone was in the military or the guard that he didn't have friends among them. No matter, he'd leave her remaining naive of such things if that was how she wished it. He'd speak with the woman that owned the restaurant and if she was the same as this one, hardheaded and unable to see the benefits of such a relationship then so be. It wasn't as though there was only one restaurant in all of Sulburi. He'd just figured that he'd offer the deal to the ungrateful creature before him, not expecting her to act in such a manner.

"The same could be said for you. I gave you all the courtesy in the world despite you being more a butcher then a chef because of Bushi, still you remained nothing but rude." Hestian said, making a dismissive motion with his hand toward the woman before looking to Bushi, "Do send Laine in, I would speak with her."

Bushi nodded his head before ushering his family out the door. Once he was in the alleyway with them he looked over at to Laine and said, "The Boss was looking for you, Laine." With that the woman headed inside and he moved to lead the way away from the boss.

He stuck close to his sister and did whatever he could to ignore the rising tempers. His mother's and that of his father's boss. It seemed like his mom could be scary when she wanted to be. Right now she was scaring him and making him worry all in one.

Once his sister said something he risked a glance at their father. "Uhm... is everything alright now?" Dovian hoped that they would never have to see that man again. "Can we move to Tale?" He threw that last bit out to show just how afraid he was.