Her lip visibly tightened into a thin line, appearing displeased about how amused he was at this. It wasn't her fault she slipped up! Well, maybe it had been... No! It was his fault for being so suave and collected, and for saving her. Those thoughts and others went through her mind as Tevhar went further into his abode. Amora settled by the couch, resting her arms on the back and leaning forward. Malari seemed very eager to please her master this morning, Amora could only wonder why. "So, if you aren't TOO busy being pampered, when should we continue my training?"