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Incanthis looked down at the list of things that he needed to pick up from the marketplace today. Half the list was for Mistress Lamya, cloth, thread, ribbon, lace, and the like. The rarer the better, the fancier the better, she was a difficult woman to please but at least he knew her tastes well enough that he should be able to suceed at this. After that he had a lot of medical supplies to pick up, about half of what was left in fact, and what was left was food. He was just finishing up reading his list, lifting gaze from it, when his path crossed with that of an Oban Youngling with bright colored hair and eyes.

A gasp escaped from Incanthis as he pulled himself up short, arms flailing slightly, to keep from tipping over or bumping into her. Once he was able to get himself situated again he said, "Excuse me, little one." He said, giving her a smile and a nod. She was a little one, wasn't she? That was about the size that Issaly was the last time that he'd seen him... a thought that he pushed aside, not wanting to think about something like that right now. He took a step forward, paused, then looked around. Was the girl alone? Should he ask her if she was alright? He fretted about it for a moment, not wanting to leave her alone in a bit city like this... but at the same time he had a lot to do and a lot to pick up from the marketplace.

He shifted back and forth before he asked, "Um... are you on your own today?"

Incanthis gave a little chuckle, "Oh, sorry. I didn't know, I will be sure to keep it a secret." He said, finding it cute that she thought that he might actually tell someone that she was out and about. Not as though there was anyone he would actually tell, but he couldn't help but to find it amusing. Younglings always were cute when it came to wanting to them try to keep secrets. As she suddenly told him that he looked like someone, though someone who was 'darker' he gave her a curious look.

"Oh? Is that so?" He asked, a bit curious as to who it was that she thought he might look like. At the present time he was in his dark phase, so it made him wonder who might be darker then him at this point. Maybe an Oban? He'd seen some of them with darker complextions he thought to himself, "Well, I hope the person who I look like was nice." Momentarily distracted with the conversation with her.

Incanthis flinched visibly at the name she used, something that drew a gasp from him, "I-Istanell?" He murmured in a questioning manner, turning to look in the direction that he guessed Matori to be in. Istanell was in Matori? Why? What was he doing in the land of the Water Tribesmen? He turned back to the girl, looking back to her, then said, "I... I see... and umm... how did Istanell look?" He found himself asking in a curious manner. He was curious, he couldn't help it, even if his big brother hated him Incanthis couldn't help but to wonder how he was doing. Was he alright? Was he with the others? Was he taking care of them? He had so many questions... but it was unlikely that a little youngling would know all the answers.

"Oh? You traded food with him?" He asked curiously then gave a weak smile, "I am glad to hear that you were able to make friends with him." His big brother could be so serious at times, that he would make friends with a youngling, that was such a good sign. It meant that their father hadn't dug his claws in too deep, nor was he able to suceed in molding him into an exact copy of Issao himself. Giving a smile he said, "I am sure that Istanell would like a gift. I... ahh, I am heading to the marketplace myself if you want to come with me? You can tell me more about your friend if you like?"

"Lonely? I see." He murmured, then gave her a smile, "I thank you then for making friends with him if he was looking lonely. He probably needed you at the time." That his brother might actually look lonely, it was a surprise, and to be honest it worried Incanthis just a bit. He didn't want Istanell to be lonely or sad... but he doubted the man wanted to see his face. Hopefully Istanell would meet up with some of his other brothers he thought to himself. Much to his surprise the happy little Oban girl caught hold of his hand, something that had him looking at her with a wide eyed look.

"Am I going to be your friend? Sure, if you would like, Kalli, I don't mind being your friend." He said, thinking about it a moment then said, "My name is Incanthis, though just call me Incan or Inca, it's what my brothers used to call me." Once upon a time ago.

Walking along iwth her, heading toward the marketplace, Incanthis listened as she explained to him how she'd met him and how she had helped him. It was a really kind thing she'd done, showing that not all Obans were quite as domineering as those that Incanthis was used to. She was young and could very grow up to be kind now that the war was over, that was what he hoped for at least, "He helped you find someone a gift? That was very kind of him." He was glad to hear that Istanell had helped her in such a manner, making him wish he could have gotten a peek at him while he was doing something so sweet.

"Inca sounds good." He said when she didn't seem to be able to say his full name. It was a long, complicated one so he couldn't say that he was suprised that the little one was having problems. It would be nice to be called by his nickname again he thought to himself as he walked along with Kalli, "Ohhh, hugs, even? That sounds very nice of him and like a lot of fun." He said, glad to hear such nice things about Istanell. How he wished he could get a hug from him... a rather strange thought for someone his age so he sort of brushed it off so that he could listen to Kalli as she continued to talk.

At her next question he gave a nod, "Yes, I actually live in this city in fact. Not far from here. How about you? Do you live in this area too? You mentioned meeting my bro... ahhh, I mean, Istanell, in Matori? Were you visiting there?" He'd never been to Matori but now he couldn't help but to find at least a passing interest in the place given that his big brother was there. Not as though he'd go wandering off though, Muata would be rather displeased if he were to vanish again because he'd heard rumors about his brothers. He'd done that once already after all and it hadn't really gone in Incanthis's favor.

"So, do you have any ideas on a gift for your friend?" He asked of Kalli as they arrived at the marketplace which seemed to be quite busy, meaning that they would need to stick close to each other if they wanted to keep from losing the other.

Incanthis listened as Kalli told him about how she'd ended up in Matori despite living here in the city, it was a bit of a shock to him, that she could end up so far away because she'd followed animal tracks. He gave a smile and said, "I am glad that you were alright despite getting lost like that. I know it can be pretty scary at times to be somewhere that isn't home." He knew that from personal experience in fact, having been dragged all over the place before he ended up settling down here in Sulburi. He looked at the bag that the girl was showing off to him before giving a smile. He was glad that Istanell that was able to help the girl, "It sounds as though they were quite the heroes."

A soft laugh came from him as the girl came to hold onto his leg to keep close, something that he was grateful for since he didn't want to lose track of her, "A necklace? That sound like a nice gift." He murmured, for a moment hearing his father's voice echoing in his mind, that 'real men didn't wear girly jewelry' or that 'an enemy could grab hold of the necklace and drag you around by it' or various other 'lessons' that the man had given. They were words that he did his best to push out of his head, not wanting to think it that man or anything that he had taught them. Instead he merely smiled and listened to her as she spoke, "A ring could be nice too, though it's tough to pick out a ring if you don't know his size."

Incanthis thought about it for a moment, then gave a smile, "Well, I know a place that has nice enough jewelry if you'd like to check it out? I have gone there a few times for Mistress Lamya, she is a fan of anything fancy that glitters. Being that Istanell is a man though you might want to find himself slightly less... shiny." He'd almost said gaudy but he'd rather that it didn't get back to Lamya that he'd said that about her tastes, he would never hear the end of her tyraids after all. He would much rather keep her content and amiable since that way the group itself was happier.

"It's this way, though if you don't mind I need to stop at another stall before that one to pick up some ribbon and thread." He said, wanting to go ahead and bring her to where they sold jewelry but knew he couldn't skip passed the stall that Lamya had sent him to, not when there was the chance that what he was looking for might sell out while he was helping Kalli find presents for her friends, "Maybe they will have a nice ribbon that you might like? Something to pull your hair back with? When I was younger my mother liked braiding my hair and that of my brothers before tying it off with pretty ribbons." Not that he was able to keep such pretty things for long, he'd had such ribbon yanked out of his hair before by his father in fact. Not something he'd tell Kalli though, not wanting too spoil the mood.