Zelus shrugged and took another bite out of the apple. "So, how di-." Master Kuthon slapped Zelus in the back of the head cutting off his sentence. "Careful young knight, or you may bite your tongue." Master Kuthon sat near Nyri, but didn't attempt to invade her space. "You are quite strong young sith. Why do you walk the path you are on?" He began to channel some force directing it to her wounds, specifically her leg currently. "Apologies for not asking permission first, but your leg seemed in need to some healing. Did Zelus forget to ask you if you'd like new clothes or food? He is quite forgetful sometimes." Zelus just made a face at his master before a grape was tossed at him.