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"You know Mom and Dad would never force us to do anything we didn't want to. However, I think that pottery might be fun. We get to make something useful and get to paint it however we like. Who knows, we might get really good at it one day and be able to sell it." He was occasionally thinking about ways to make extra income, it was like a hobby of his, whether or not he would act on his ideas, well. That remained to be seen.

"Come on Honi, at least it will be fun, better than knitting right?"

"I couldn't stand her voice, therefor I did not try the knitting. Dad was actually proud of you for quitting but felt that maybe it wouldn't be a very good example." He whispered the words as he blushed at the attention from the adult. He hated getting in trouble. He always felt so awkward standing there like a hooked fish with the splash of crimson flush across his face. He always wished he could run away from it all.

But Dad said men didn't do that. And Dad's opinion mattered to him. Though Kina had Dad wrapped around her finger and he suspected that the same went for Honi. He felt like he had a lot to live up to. He knew that they shared a special bond but well.. he just didn't really know where he stood in the whole pattern. Though he loved it sometimes when they would do just boy things, he always ended up missing his sisters then anyway.

"Well, here we go." He hoped this would be more fun than the knitting. Poor Honi had tried so hard but knitting as far as he was concerned was like magic. Mysterious and needing training to master.

Thallassa picked up his cold lump and stared at it like it held all the secrets of the universe. "Be one with the clay Honi. He hummed. He liked to make his sisters laugh. It was a great joy. Besides this was going to be fun..they were purposely playing with mud, what could go wrong?

He held it between his palms, warming it and quickly making it a ball. He liked balls, it was impossible to get it perfectly round though.

Thankfully their teacher seemed to understand the mysteries of clay and younglings. They were mostly left alone to do their own designs while the instructor focused on the adults. You didn't attract people to an art by forcing the creativity out, eventually they would come to her when they were ready.

She did give them some fresh water when theirs got a little brown.

"See Honi its not so bad."

"I think I want to make sharks for them, they can use them as decoration. What is your favorite animal? I know Mom loves sharks, Dad loves everything. I like the snaptrotters and sailscales the most but I like sharks too. Its so hard to really choose its all so cool. He wiggled.

The sharks would look cool seeming to swim through mom's plants.

Thallassa giggled, she was so adorable, straight and to the point. She was a perfect mix of his parents personalities. She was so cool. He loved his sisters.

"I am sure they will love it. Your hand looks really good." He thought it would be rather fetching painted and put up the mantel for them all to admire.

Thallassa worked on his creatures, shaping the clay somewhat torpedo like with a bit of a longer tail and add some triangular fin things and well, it kind of looked like a shark, kind of like a long goldfish but hey, same same.

"Close enough!" It was his first time after all, he was having fun and figuring out how thick and thin he could make it without ripping. It was a little harder than it looked and it helped if the clay was the right temperature too. Clay was more complicated than he had originally thought but it did have advantages over the more traditional mud pies.

"Yes please," he was happy she was such a good teacher. Maybe that was what Honi had needed all along, someone who could see her joy and talent and left her to do her thing. If she eventually took pottery seriously then that was a bonus.

His fish did need a friend.

"Are you making another one?" He asked, wondering if maybe the extra clay was for another handprint or maybe to make decorations on the original. Texture was so fun after all.

"Shes a good teacher, I like her, not many out there like her...I don't think." He had only gone with Honi, for the things that he liked too. Clay was win win.