GIFT!
It was little things he did. The things he had planned for no one to really notice or remember all too much. Canas walked down the halls with a box of considerable size out in the palms of his hands. There was a chance that he might not even run into Hector at all, even if he didn’t the shaman felt the staff trustworthy enough to not runoff with the contents of the carefully wrapped box.
It would prove to not be as useful to anyone else anyways. Lost in his thoughts he made a sharp turn and walked directly into a door that was in the midst of being pushed ajar. Immediately stopping and picking up his package he inspected it, pleased when he found no dents. After adjust his monocle and looking up to apologize he found himself surprised with the serendipity of his accident. Sticking out his arms he offered an attempt of a smile. “For you Lord Hector. have been doing some research and I figured these would be most helpful to you.”
The box being thrust into a surprised Hector’s hands Canas waited to see his reaction to receiving what the shaman personally believed to be a great gift. Books.