((Replies from me have to be a bit shorter because I seem to have suddenly developed tendonitis in my dominant hand; will try to be prompt though! Darn timing :'|))
Esfir was whispering things for Dukhaan to write down, which he gladly did with some amused smile on his face. When prompted by Noah, he took a second look at his slip of paper, squinting at it and sounding out the words slowly. It seemed he wasn't a very adept reader, but Dukhaan didn't interfere.
"It says..." Esfir began, blinking at the paper. "There's a boy named Moony... and... he likes the moon?" Esfir blinked a second time, then laughed. "D'you think that's a joke? It says he's 14... an Adawockee, huh..."
"14-year olds can be tricksters, but... let's assume he's being truthful, yeah?" Dukhaan offered with a small smile, though he had a bad feeling about it. The moon? That was asking a lot.