Amora walked up, looking expectantly at her master. "So... things went well? You weren't punished?" Amora obliged in asking the questions no one else seemed to dare ask as she stood near. Suddenly, Amora wrapped her arms around his neck, surprising Malari enough that she let go and stepped back. The girl's throat felt tight, she didn't want to cry in front of everyone. The hug was sudden enough that everyone stared. She felt secure there, holding on, hoping he wouldn't scare her like that again. He could have died.