Behind Astrid's back, the two would take contracts from the Night Mother. Cicero came to know Elethir's taste for flesh, yet he didn't mind. A particular instance stood out to Elethir:
The pair had just murdered a bandit. Elethir was feasting on his flesh while Cicero was sketching in his fifth journal. He looked at Elethir to see the man's blood paint a smile on Elethir's lips.
"Yes...Cicero has an idea!" Cicero giggled as he took some of the blood from the man and painted on Elethir's face.
"What on Nirn are you doing?" Elethir asked.
"I always imagine The Listener to have a...unique look." Cicero laughed.
And that's how Elethir came to adopt his "war paint" of sorts.