Frumpkin was easy enough to talk about. Caleb smiled fondly thinking of the cat and the familiar. "He was named after a cat I had as a child and looked very similar to him. I, uh, don't remember exactly how I came up with the name now but he was a dear friend to me."
That was a good memory, one that brought back sunny afternoons with his first magic books and the soft sound of Frumpkin purring next to him. Memories he would like to make new again with a real cat and a quiet home of his own. Not just a magical tower. A real home where he and Essek could live and research from.
"I would like to get a new cat some day," he said brushing his fingers over Essek's palm. "But perhaps not one named something so childish. Percival could be a good cat name."
He studied Essek for a moment, head tilted slightly. "Would you teach me Undercommon some day? I would like to speak with you in your native tongue."
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That was a good memory, one that brought back sunny afternoons with his first magic books and the soft sound of Frumpkin purring next to him. Memories he would like to make new again with a real cat and a quiet home of his own. Not just a magical tower. A real home where he and Essek could live and research from.
"I would like to get a new cat some day," he said brushing his fingers over Essek's palm. "But perhaps not one named something so childish. Percival could be a good cat name."
He studied Essek for a moment, head tilted slightly. "Would you teach me Undercommon some day? I would like to speak with you in your native tongue."