Nyla could tell something was off as her friend was skittish around her father. Sure he was scary but he was a Warlock, he was powerful but still a father. He was protective of her, his youngest child. Smiling she began to walk around the kitchen, looking for food. She got a bowl of milk for him and Palmer, set it on the table then looked to him before hearing shadow man. Who was the shadow man? Could it be the one who hut him? Nyla sighed and walked to him, pulling him close she hugged her friend. Nuzzling him gently. Letting go she smiled, "It's alright - its just a memory. Who ever that is, will not withstand the magic I have. Nor will he stand up to my dad." she then rubbed his head softly, "What you want for lunch?" she asked rubbing her other ear now. Nyla felt water inside her ear cannal.