"You will do fine, I have faith in you Zayna!" The bookman said cheerfully, smiling rather large at her. He really liked his new owner, though he only wished he could be more...helpful at this time. She didn't seem to really want to use him for anything, and while he could appreciate that he'd really like to be able to do...something. The only thing he had done so far was make himself some clothes, and that had been nice but...there was more that he could do.
Oh well, she'd ask if she wanted to do anything!
"He sounded curt and direct, there is nothing wrong with that." He didn't mind it really, someone who was just forward with what they wanted was good. It meant there was no getting what they wanted wrong! Sometimes it was better than 'Use your own discretion for stopping those people chasing us.' That had gone horribly wrong...but he was honestly confused by the fact that his master had not been angry or upset by what he had done.
That had been the most disturbing really.
"So where are we headed Zayna? I remember the road was on the way to a city, but the merchant that was holding me was too...interested in numbers and trade for me to really want to get him to read." Having that...man as a master would have been...boring. The man would probably just try to make himself rich and that was never fun. No adventure there.