Casually he sets out small dishes for the tarts, pouring them both cups of the fragrant tea, all the while sending her equally bright clothing choices, but ones that fit her bugs.

"The smuggling groups led most of the push towards learning the surface languages, especially since there was no formal education system without guidance by the Dijun Palace. It was suppose to have been set up, but had been conveniently forgotten by those making the Treaty. Like the Regent."

There was also a small pot of honey butter to put on the tarts and small forks to eat them with that he set out as well. He then reached into his sleeve to pull out a worn book, the cover looking grayish orange to human eyes, but was actually a faded color of a sunset.

"Look, gege, a copy of 'The Romance of The Mountain God'. I was thinking we can use it to help meimei with the characters."