Nothing this man said gave Tehr any reason to doubt the veracity of his claims.  It didn't take a mage to sense that this man had power.   For a moment he considered the word 'steal' as he mentioned it.  His thoughts briefly thought of the blue magic book.  But he hadn't stolen it.  He'd simply borrowed it, wasn't that what libraries were for?  He did intend on returning it, maybe with a companion scroll detailing some of his own notes.  As the mage however didn't return his hand shake, Tehr narrowed his lips and pulled his hand back.<br/><br/>"Yes, well."  Tehr wasn't sure what the protocol was, but didn't want to offend this man.  "My studies in the arcane are unfortunately never going to reach levels that would mach your own I'm sure.  While I am a student of the arts, I unfortunately also have family business that takes my time."<br/><br/>He bowed his head slightly, "No, instead I should offer that if you ever require my help, no matter how humble it might be, I would be glad to offer my services if I am free to do so."<br/><br/>Then his eyes alit for a moment, "Ah, actually, I think I met your apprentice the other day.  Nice man, helped me find some books."<br/><br/>Tehr wasn't sure what he should do with this man.  The archmage simply seemed to be taking his measure.  The scrutiny was uncomfortable, but Tehr was determined not to bend under the crimson eyes.  That being said, he couldn't help but feel like a beast at the market.  The archmage's eyes appraising him as if trying to decide if he would be worth buying.  Tehr wasn't sure if the man wanted anything else or when it would be polite to excuse himself from the archmage's presence.  He doubted that anyone excused themselves from this man... but an audience with the queen did trump this man.  Thankfully he had no set time other than 'before nightfall.'