just a schoolmarm

Eligos listened politely as Theory spoke about the details of her idea, but he found his mind wandering to his brief time with Poem when she mentioned a niece who did pottery, and he twitched, the tips of his ears hot, as he dragged his mind back. Poem was not the subject of their discussion, and he couldn't bring himself to ask about her. Particularly not in the middle of this conversation. He cleared his throat. "It sounds like a good opportunity. I have no objection to Aerie pups attending your school, if they have an interest in doing so. What is the tuition?" He tilted his head, his internal balance restoring itself hastily from the brief hesitation.