Necolia still showed no expression, simply lowering her head as if deep in thought. For some reason, Hooked kiss always felt she seemed a bit helpless and lost.
It was no surprise; when she and her fellow demi-humans suddenly heard the voice of Ramasitia, it was enough to scare them half to death, and that was the mother of this world, the greatest Creator, essentially their own mom. Whereas now, this thing on Necolia's shoulder was unknown, which inevitably made one fear the unknown.
Hooked kiss smiled slightly, changed the subject, and asked her,
"That thing, what does it look like? Can we take a look, maybe it will give us some clues... Also, what exactly is the task your mother asked you to complete?"
Necolia looked at him expressionlessly and shook her head,
