As much as Tarrok wanted to put his sister out of mind, even he picked up on her strange mood. Naasu typically enjoyed barbs a lot more than this, at least. Then she up and admitted to her supposed purpose, hairs standing up on the back of his neck. Even Naasu was smarter than that, most of the time.<br/><br/>Tarrok reached out with his mind, looking for Aiko. Wouldn't take him long, no matter how faint and sputtering her power was. Ones ability to sense was tied with the capacity to connect, to care and know. Sensing her from the other side of the planet was childs play at this point.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0040FF">"Daikon, grab on."</span>Tarrok instructed, giving his son his arm. Stupid monkey, letting your guard down like this. Have you gone soft from living so comfortably? Now you could stand to lose all of it. Your one saving grace is you can simply teleport any distance, for what good it does you.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0040FF">"Looks like the two of us got away or something."</span>Tarrok said to Naasu. His way of dismissing her, mostly, the way they ended every conversation. He focused on the location, moving the destination some feet away to avoid spatial conflict. He would simply Zero Shift to her side, unless someone wanted to interrupt that one.