"Elder Bolin! What brings you here... so late... at this time of the night?" Kam mumbled, his voice diminishing with anxiety with each word uttered. His wife had disappeared altogether, choosing to hide away in the kitchen (even though she knew that Elder Bolin could still observe her with his mana sense).
"I couldn't help but overhear your struggle," Elder Bolin declared thoughtfully.
"Struggle? What-"
"About the boy's education," he said. "Fret not, I am willing to take that responsibility off your hands."
"Excuse me?" Kam sputtered.
"You're welcome," Elder Bolin responded with a satisfied smile.
And then there was silence.
"Umm," Kam muttered while scratching his forehead in frustration. "Elder Bolin, I'm not sure I understand..."
"This boy," Elder Bolin said while pointing directly at Kano. "I will teach him personally. I will bring him up to speed with Dwarven culture and history, and handle his core studies."
