Slowly, Nobuntu smacked her lips and frowned. Talking through telepathy felt much the same as speaking normally, and she was still getting used to the feeling of calling someone master. For now, it remained a word that felt strange on her tongue, mental or otherwise.
"You'll get used to it," Erik chuckled softly, correctly guessing her thoughts.
"You say that like it's a good thing…" she grumbled softly, before falling silent. She still had a lot to think about regarding what happened here.
Meanwhile, the trio of Ankhur, Naeku, and Kudzai approached them, and the latter immediately ran up to his mother with a worried frown. By now, Erik and Nobuntu had already returned to human form. "Are you alright, Mom?!" the young man asked anxiously.
"I'm fine, Kudzai." Nobuntu nodded sternly, yet not without warmth. She loved her son, even if he had disappointed her a little by letting himself get manipulated.
