G'raha grins. "Thank you very much!" He follows Felih's look gaze out to the Tower, over their surroundings. "It's something of a legacy, isn't it? So no matter how many generations pass, we have something of them." He makes an intrigued sound- Felih's never really said much about his tribe before. "Really? I'd love to hear some of those sometime- if you'd like to sing them for me, of course."

He ducks his head, with a little embarrassment. "I… well, I haven't actually known too many of them. My mother and aunts were good women, of course! Not all as studious as my father and I- but they had their own interests. At least until the two of us left for Sharlayan. I hear they're doing quite well, though!"