"Oh! Yeah, we share the same writing. I can write to whomever you need, my calligraphy is more than acceptable." Not art, and he wouldn't make that claim anyway, but he was well trained by a clan that held such things in high esteem. He was highly legible, and that mattered more than what degree of artistry his calligraphy managed.

It sounded like they'd be using messenger birds, and the silver was involved in some particular form of message sending, in addition to what traditional calligraphy scrolls would provide. Either way, he'd know shortly he supposed.

"We could work in that. Later, if you wanted." The learning of writing.