Pick looked up from the spellbook he didn't quite understand. He wasn't the best reader, but he was persistent.

"Oh, I'm 20" said Pick, "why? how old are you?"

Pick returned to his book.

Tea's eyes widen, "Well, I'm 23, but you seem to handle yourself well, for being so young, which also explains a lot actually." Tea couldn't help but laughed a little. Tea was trying wrap his mind around the fact that he was traveling with someone with mind of a child, he was just baffled. 

Pick looked up from his book again, "I'm not that young. Just three years younger than you." He went back to his book and then looked at Tea again, "what do you mean it explains a lot?"

Tea looked up confused, "Is he joking with me?" Tea thought. He looked at Pick who, even though busy with the book, looked quite serious about the question,

"Pick, you're an elf, as I hope you should know already. You will live for hundred of years, and your body may mature at a rate of almost any other race, but your mind matures much slower. So you may be three years younger than me, but you are still young for an elf." Tea explained, he was hoping Pick would look up laughing, getting a kick out of me explaining something he already knows.

Pick's mind was blown, "Y-you're kidding right? My family said I was a grown man. I don't…what? No." Pick had no way of knowing what being an elf meant. Being raised by curious catfolk he had no idea he wasn't actually considered an adult yet, and neither did they. 

"There's no way that's true." He put his head in his hands. And mouthed "what?" Once more. 

Tea needed to act quick, what could he say, "Uhh, it's okay, elves tend to accomplish much more than most people. I am sure you'll be the greatest their ever." 

Though Tea was telling the truth, he didn't want to tell him the more depressing truth of his near immortality. Everyone he has ever known will pass before he does, including himself.

"Look, even some elves will travel at your age, it happens once in awhile, so you could say you're a rare kind." Tea said trying to impress the elf.

Pick looked up, a smile on his face, "Hey yeah! You're right!" All sembalences of existential crisis seemingly dissipated. He was already far ahead of the other elves. He had a great advantage here and he was glad Tea cared enough to make him feel better.

"Thanks for letting me know that. It means a lot." He said with a warm smile. Pick stood and stretched, "I think I need a place to sleep" he yawned, "I am a growing boy after all" he laughed.

Tea laughed, he was glad Pick had good optimism, "You know you're more mature then you seem, you take responsibility for your actions, I believe you have some sort of code you follow, and you're admirable." Tea smiled, "Don't think I didn't over hear that conversation you had with Eliza, half-elf I may be but my ears could be as sharp as yours." Tea took a drink of water Eliza poured for them awhile ago. "Thank you Pick, that means a lot." Tea said referring to what Pick said to Eliza.

After awhile Eliza came down and guided the two to the room they will sleep for the night. "Sorry there is only two rooms, mine and this one, but at least I got a bed for each of you, there are clean cloths at the end of the beds for you to rest in." Eliza then looked at Pick, "They're not to keep." She said sternly.

Pick didn't bother changing it had been far too long since he had slept properly. He stripped down and flopped onto the bed. It felt wonderful. Much different than what he was used to, but wonderful all the same. The bed almost instantly drifted him off to sleep, but he was able to pry his head off the pillow as Eliza walked in. 

"Oh and one more thing…" she paused upon seeing the nude elf. "I'm going to leave, and when I come back you better have those clothes on." She said pointedly.

Tea chuckled a little, "I would do as she says, she might just throw outside for the night." Tea told Pick unwrapping his hand wraps. 

Tea continued to undress and redress into the clean clothes, Tea then laid down on the bed, he reviewed on the day. He then remembered that he needed to start on learning his next element, but what next? "Fire, hmm, then uhh. What did the scrolls say? Oh yeah, Air, it's closes to fire in movement and technique." Tea mumbled to himself. Tea decided to start tomorrow, he was far too tired today, it's hard to stay awake when you haven't properly sleep for three days.