Robin
Arel couldn't believe what he was witnessing. Did he look... Normal? The idea of such a thing spun his head. He could almost reach down and embrace the Alfiq, but he quickly recomposed himself, remembering that what he saw was nothing more than an illusion. Of course, it was. He then stared down at the ring, and his frown deepened even further before returning his gaze to Jo'Del.

"T-Thank you, sir..." He said, kneeling ever so slightly, refusing to acknowledge his remarks concerning being comfortable in his own skin.
Jerry
"Now, shall we enter the tavern? You look like you need some good food, and a drink. I know I'll be having some nice Alto Wine, always enjoyed how they make it here in Skyrim. While we sit and eat we should discuss where you will stay, going from inn to inn isn't very viable, perhaps you could stay at the College?" He thinks for a moment, "Or I could speak to a friend, they might be able to get you a place to stay, I can name two different ones who could help you. Well, there *Might* Be a 3rd, but that's more of an... Emergency option."
Robin
The boy nodded in reluctant agreement with his suggestion before following him to the inn at the center of town.

"I... I'm unsure. I apologize, but this is... It's all so sudden, I-" He cut himself off before he could open himself up any further.
Jerry
"Hey, it's alright, take your time, if you want we can move to the College instead, more privacy, if that's what you need." He says, sitting down
Robin
Arel nodded once again, much preferring a private environment where he did not feel as if he was constantly in danger. "Please... I don't feel... Safe here."
Jerry
He nods, "Alright then! I can take you to my quarters, or we can go to the Arcanaeum, up to you. The Arcanaeum is a bit more public, though at this time only Urag will be there, and he only cares about the books, so he won't be any bother."
Robin
"H-How about the latter?" While Arel did not like the idea of being in a public space, he would feel as if he was an intruder if he chose the former.
Jerry
"Alright then, Arcanaeum it is. We won't be able to eat because of the books, but it'll be a nice place to unwind, I believe." He says, opening a new portal, this time the air coming through is a bit stale, and smells very much like books, in the back of the room you can see a slightly disgruntled orc standing behind a counter
Robin
He locked eyes with the malcontented Orc for a moment before putting his head down and walking through the portal, hopeful that he would not be too displeased with the pair's sudden entrance into his own plane of oblivion. For a stone building, it was far warmer than he ever thought it would be. As he stepped through, his cane accidentally slid from his grasp, prompting Arel to subtly cast Remote Manipulation and catch it before it could fall to the floor, followed not too far behind by himself.
Jerry
He enters the portal behind Arel, "Hello, Urag, I know you don't like when I portal in, but hey, at least it wasn't during a snowstorm!" He says with a laugh, "Oh and here's this," He says, placing a dusty old tome on the counter, "I hope it's a good addition to your collection." He goes back to Arel and uses Telekinesis to pull out a chair at one of the tables, "Go ahead and take a seat." He says