Beckett was very comfortable in his position as beloved Fun Uncle™. It was a slot carefully crafted with great gifts and adventurous outings. Or course it was entirely all too easy with his eldest nephew and their shared love of quidditch.

With Annabelle being a nutter and sending herself off to the expedition in Irvingly (she always admirably brave!), Becks also had no issues distracting Eldin with a trip to Quality Quidditch supplies for new gear for his upcoming school year. The kid had promise, he'd give him that. "Maybe I'll have to make it over for a game or two this season, just to see how you're doing." He should do that anyway. Seeing his nephew play and seeing some hopefuls out of the school all wrapped up into one outing made things all that much easier.

"Less classes is a bonus." Beck said with a bit of a smirk. "What is it you need for gear this year?" Becks knew how fast gloves could go, even when they were of good quality. Not to mention boys grew at alarming rates around this age.