Karen
He nodded a little, in agreement. "Yea, that's probably true. That, and well, when you slept in the same room with most of your siblings, mean spirited wasn't the most advisable situation, you know?" He said, shrugging a little. "Yeah, responsibilities start to eat up time, especially when you are farming as it is." He said, nodding.

He listened then as Amos talked about his family situation, and how he probably annoyed plenty of people back in the day. "Huh. I can't imagine it was dull for you, least." He said with a small chuckle. "You seem the type to poke fun at everyone, after all, even if they don't enjoy it."

He thought over the points made about the use of fire. He nodded a little. "Yeah, fire works well in many situations, even if it is not for fighting. I know some mages don't carry torches, or light fires with magic instead of having to carry such normal items like fire-starters." He said, and nodded. "Yeah, I suppose for some its so important to have their wealth, even unto death itself." Alde supposed.

The blonde Macen's cheeks flushed, and he stammered. "W-well, u-uh..." He thought of how to respond. He scratched the back of his neck, awkwardly coughing as it was.
Pearl
"I suppose but it hasn't stopped some. One Beastkin used to talk about his two children. They lived in a small house, really the warmest room was the main room and most of them bed down there. Regardless his two kits were a menace," He said, though fondly as if the stories passed on had been an endless source of warmth and amusement. It was certainly said with a different tone than when Amos spoke of his own family at least. "Also apparently quite the pair of thieves. He'd claimed most of his white patches came from raising them."

A pause before he smiles, "Well, when you can't do much other than talk, you tend to learn a lot about how to harass others. And of course, when I was with my family there wasn't much I could do publicly but poke fun. So I suppose that's where I picked up my habits of sassing at others."

"As for not carrying a fire starter, I'd say at this point in my life carrying one as a backup seems logical, but," He shrugged, "Using magic is generally more reliable. So long as you can power the spell, you can conceivably make a fire. Or light. Or water in some cases. There's a decent amount of utility in being at least somewhat versed in magic, and while some just use it to... Well, blow things up, it's also a good skill to know for general survival."

He tried not to grin as the Macen flushed red again and began stammering, but interestingly *Did not* Refute the idea. He started walking, chuckling, "Well the walk will give you enough time to decide. Should be about time to check on those horses as it is."
Karen
He listened, thinking as it was. He laughed a little as Amos spoke of the Beastkin he knew of, and his two children. "Well, I suppose soem kids do make good little thieves, and ah yes. Everyon gets whites or greys from their children." He said, with a laugh. "Really seems like most parents do it." He said, with a small grin.

He nodded, listening again. "Well, yeah. I suppose when you can't do much else than talk, that's a fair point." He agreed, and nodded a little. "Yeah, I guess that's understandable. It isn't really something I think I would be used to even after a long time." He admitted.

He thought over the thought of magical uses outside of combat, and shrugged a little. "Well, yeah. I probably will myself, even if I learn to use spells like Fireball and such. It certainly is a useful skill, and would be mostly renewable daily, though sometimes we all are tired." He nodded.

He coughed awkwardly, and scratched the back of his neck. "I-I uh... Um..." He shook his head. He was still wordless as he made his way back to where he had his wagon and horses waiting.
Pearl
He laughed, "He said it started small. They would take coins from the church collection plate. Or items from neighbors. Sometimes a tart, or fruit from market. But then they turned it into a game and ah, it grew." He grins a bit, "The old tom said the worst they ever did was, somehow, get ahold of a town guard's sword and take it home. He pitched it into a ditch and hoped no one ever learned of what they did. They were twins apparently, just.. Always did things together and I suppose encouraged one another."

A small grin as he says, "I think I learned well enough to handle myself. Most of the time." He couldn't claim to always come out on top in discussions, but he'd learned how to agree to disagree which helped just as much sometimes.

"It is useful, but you're right, we are all tired at times. That's why knowing both the mundane and magical is quite helpful at times. If one fails you, you ought to have the other. ...Also, water in a desert? Very useful," He comments before looking over at Alde and his apparent wordless shock, following his lead towards the horse and wagon.

Chuckling, he walked up and slipped his arm around Alde's waist. "Calm down. You don't *Have* To do anything, Alde. That hasn't changed in the past few minutes."