Snails

The boy seemed a bit surprised by the praise. Though it was much appreciated, as Razor blinked for a moment he couldn't help but to think to himself. He wanted to be proud of him - that was one of his major goals in his life. He couldn't do much, so if anything at all that was what he would offer. Amalia changed the subject though, something for the two of them to do together? Well Razor was never one for herbs, and he highly doubted that she wanted to hear him spouting off about the stars or the gods. His ears flicked for a moment. "Do you want to learn some japanese?" he asked with a soft smile.

"It's my mothers native language." a connection with his roots as well. The language itself made him feel comfortable. At times he did end up defaulting to it rather than his usual english tongue. He already spoke softly, but japanese settle him at ease. Teaching it to Amalia wouldn't be too difficult and it would be fun as well. Unless it bored her, then they could move onto something else.
"RazorSHARP"