Kathy
"As you wish," He says with a bow, smile on his face, he opens a portal to outside of an inn, the air blowing in from the portal is warm, and smells slightly of sulfur, "Just outside of Windhelm, in the warmer area of Eastmarch, the hotsprings here are delightful, and a welcome change from the usual cold weather, I come here sometimes, just to think. Kynesgrove truly does feel connected to Khenarthi, at times, gorgeous wildlife, aside from the bears, of course." He smiles, "You may enter when you feel ready," He looks at Fa'Jirr, "You may come with, *Trevan*."
Robert
Arel was not used to anybody treating him so cordially. He had become so accustomed to either blatant hostility or apathetic disregard that the prospect of being treated differently seemed impossible. But Jo'Del seemed to be different from everybody else, and he could not understand why.

"T-Thank you. Thank you so much..." He muttered as the scent of sulfur slid into his nostrils, an aroma he was entirely unfamiliar with, and a small series of tears ran down his face. The boy took one final breath, glanced up at the Khajiit, and approached the portal. There was no turning back; this was his life now. Anything would be an improvement over his previous one.

He stepped through, not truly grasping the effect this decision would have on him.
Dawn
He took pause, glancing between the boy and the arch mage, finally having enough sense to relax his shoulders and not look quite as humiliated. He watched the boy head for the portal, but took no steps toward it himself, paws firmly rooted on the ground and a bit of a distant look in his eyes. 

"..No." He responded calmly as he recovered his composure. "Fa'jirr cannot. Windhelm does not take kindly to Khajiit, and this one has business in Solitude." He did have business, namely which included increasing his contacts by talking to the innkeep and gathering rumors and gossip for a thieves guild intern wanting to use his knowledge for coin. Of course, he couldn't just outright *Say* That.
Kathy
He nods, "Goodbye for now, then." He says to Fa'Jirr, "If you're ever in Winterhold seek me out. I'd be glad to talk over some tea sometime!" He says with a smile stepping into the portal, leaving it open in case Fa'Jirr changes his mind, placing a hand on Arel's back, "Let's get you some rest, maybe something to eat, I could definitely go for a sweet." He says with a smile, "You're welcome." He says, he looks back to Fa'Jirr, "Last call, drinks are on me."