Sovelis wrapped Labufa's clothe in his new cloak and carried it under his arm. "It looks better than the raggedy stuff you had on." Sovelis said. "Want to go show your mom?" he asked.

"Yeah." he said, before turning and walking back in the direction of his home, enjoying the faint sound of the leather on his kneepads, squeech, squeech, squeech. That was one thing he liked. That, and things that go fwoosh, but not in his direction.

Sovelis followed and made a WOOSH sound in Worru's ear. "Hehehehe..."

Worru jumped into the air when he had heard the noise, falling flat on his face, and, due to the momentum of his speed from before, skidded on the ground, the most damage being stopped by his kneepads. He got up, and brushed his face off, which was thankfully not so damaged, aside from a bump on the forehead. "Damn you, Sovelis..." he mumbled, getting up to glare at the mage.

Sovelis smiled and laughed quietly as he walked back towards the house. He opened the door and walked back inside.

Labufa was in a back room, sitting down at a desk, while a stack of papers the size of Sovelis stood next to her, as she looked down at one through a pair of reading glasses. "Who is it?" she asked, and Worru answered back. "Us, mom! I got my new clothes!" he called.

"You wen't kidding around when you told me that you had alot to do...." Sovelis said, looking at the stack of papers. "I'll give you a hand if you need it." he said as he poped his left hand out of the wrist and handed it to Labufa.

Labufa looked at the hand, and smirked, holding up her own. "No, I don't need it. You gave me enough help last night." she said, before looking back down at the paper. "Now, Sethu, let me see what you got." she said, as Worru walked in with his new clothes. "You look nice." she said, before waving him away.

"You sure? I had to reorganize the Library of the Tempests during my first year of training. I'm sure this paperwork isn't that complex." Sovelis said as his hand went back into the metal socket with a loud *CLICK*.

Labufa looked back up. "Try if you will. Hylians, because of their so called "increased intelligence" make paperwork nearly impossible." she said, rolling her eyes as she said the words "increased intelligence".

"Okay...Sovelis said as he pulled the top paper of the stack. "Safety Designation Form number twenty-eight, dash three delta...your right about this. Its all in Hylian? How the hell is anyone suposed to know what it say? I can't read this!"

"You're supposed to know it to be a protected citizen." she explained. "And did you say dash three delta? Good. That was the one I needed." she said, taking it from his hand. "Now, since you can't read any of this, how about you just go off and play or something?" she said.

Sovelis looked a Labufa. "I don't play...I may LOOK like a teenager, but I'm not, Labufa. Allthough I spar with Sethu..." he said as he smiled at the Gerudo woman sitting at the desk. "Or I could go swipe someone's mind, and learn Hylian." ( 1 SP to lear it...I think.)

"No need. All I needed to finish was the dash three delta one. Most of this you can fly by. Just the basic sign here, initial here, forge son's signature here...The basics." she said, putting the finished paper on the top of the stack. "Now, all I need to do is wait for a scribe to get here from the castle."

"I could have trained in the way of the pen, but I'd rather not be stuck behind a desk all the time." Sovelis said as he sat on the desk, in Labufa's way.