Lelika nodes her head slowly as you explain the nature of liquid agony, balancing on all fours whilst leaning towards you, like a cat who caught wind of a curious scent. However she remains cautious, recalling your warning about the power it holds. “That’s incredible. For you to be able to be so close to our goddess...” her voice is brimming with admiration.<br/><br/>Your apprenticed joins you in waiting for the staff, and giggles at their confusion as the daughter struggles to come up with an appropriate response and, unable to, bows out of the room without comment.<br/><br/>Testing the bathwater water Lelika turns to you, flashing a mischievous smile. “There is hardly any room in there at all, Alison. Look like I must sit in your lap,” she says, watching the water drip from her fingers.