48th of Fall, 518AV
When Lani found herself at Val’s door again, she held a small pint of honey in her hand. It had cost her more than the tea, but it was a price she was happy to pay for the lessons. After their small conversation about his preference for honey last time, Lani was making sure she remained stocked. The Avora beekeeper had given her an odd look at the four pints she had bought, but she wanted to make sure she was stocked just in case.
Lani reached her hand up to rap the door with a quick three-note tune, and listened to the chorus of Val’s birds that echoed inside the dwelling to tell the old man of her arrival. She knew nothing about birds, but they didn’t feel defensive this time, or at least she was not intimidated by them, but in fact was looking forward to them. When Val opened the door, looking up at the tall mixed blood with an expected grin. ”Lani, hello dear. Come in, come in.”
”Hello Val.” She said, offering her small umber jar forward before he could turn completely away from her. His sky-blue Inartan eyes lit up for a tick.
”Oh, so you’ve agreed to feed my habit?”
”Of course! You’re feeding mine.” She grinned, remembering how she had asked him to also begin teaching her Nader-Canoch, even though he claimed to barely know the ancient language. She hadn’t had much else to do with her time than practice the languages, the usual social butterfly that was Lani was intimidated out of spending her free time doing fun things with the other Inartan Chiet, instead opting to sit in her room and talk to herself in the mirror in a foreign language. Some might call her crazy, but the thought had hardly occurred to Lani.
”Two chattering crows.” He said the dismissive phrase in Nari, and she wondered what it meant, but didn’t ask. Val now turned to enter the dwelling, and Lani followed him in, not closing the door as she hadn’t last time. Today, Val had already prepared tea, as they had set a meeting time, and Lani set the honey down on the table. In a few ticks, Val had joined her, two mugs and now a spoon for the honey. He did not wait, uncapping the jar and scooping out a hefty spoonful for his mug, before motioning towards Lani.
”Would you please gather a parchment and an ink pen from the desk for today?” Val asked, and Lani obliged, stopping by his desk before sitting down at the table with him. It was a little cluttered, although she could see where he kept his fresh supplies. The half-Eypharian carefully selected a single parchment, and the quill and inkwell that they had used last time. She returned to the table, and set it down before taking her seat.