"It doesn't bore me at all. I have helped many with just such a thing. Reading is a very useful skill, and self-teaching to this level is very good. I've known many older than you who couldn't read a word of any language, even those who could speak three or more but couldn't read any. In fact, some of the smartest and wisest people I've met were illiterate." She replied wit a smile, using her hands to lightly open his own, attempting to gently get him to relax.

"I can certainly pull some memories of stories I've read and transcribe them for you should you complete that reading." She said, deciding it might help him relax if she began to draw. Eranah pulled out her drawing tools and paper and began to draw the place of her 'brith' from memory. It had been a small temple in the heart of a truly ailing town, a place where many of Ilmater's faithful congregated to receive his blessing and aid. The priests had helped many but plenty of people always arrived to make sure their work was never truly done. The angelic and holy motifs showing through as the work almost seemed to contain a bit of the holy energy and feel of the place. With multiple Deva and angels around as every person who was obviously suffering held a look of peace in their eyes.