Sabi jumped as her mistress entered the room, her skin glowing white in some areas, furious red in others. She turned and slammed the door, then rested her back against the wood.
"Ty, is everything alright?" the child asked, rushing forward and taking hold of the books that Ty's steady hands held. Placing them on the desk, she saw her mistress's hands shook a tiny bit. Unnoticeable if you weren't looking for it, the shaking was accompanied by the sight of sweaty palms. Sabi stared.
Ty did everything she could to control herself, then walked over to the right corner of the room and pulled up a plank. Taking out of it a coin, she flicked it in Sabi's direction. As the youngster caught it, she said in a somewhat shaky voice, "Sabi, come chocolate, caramel, and a bit of water, please. Salma will get the water to you, but if you go to the kitchens I'm sure you can pay for some chocolate and caramel. Any other goodies without cinnamon that you can find and afford will be okay."
Sabi nodded, but stayed where she was. "Ty, what is it?"
Ty plumped down onto the bed. "Nothing. My pressure is low, so I need sugar to get it up again, if, that is, you don't want me vomiting all over the room. Please go."
As soon as the child was outside and the quick footsteps had faded, Ty turned inside herself. That didn't just happen, did it? she asked the panther quietly. It didn't, did it? And if it did, then why did it sound like he was hinting something? He wasn't, was he?
The panther chuckled. You know, it said, for a fighter you have a grand insecurity for some of the most basic things.
Ty growled. What did you think he wanted then, oh grand Know-It-All?
The panther shook her muzzled head slightly. Human or People terms?
Human, preferably.
Ah, said the panther. In that case, since you stupid humans cant seem to say things clearly and always choose to play games, it is either one of two options. Either he didn't want the spells to hear—
Ty shivered. I'm not going to like the other, am I?
Or, pressed the panther, an evil smile playing on her lips, Or he likes you and wanted to make it known subtly.
I knew I wasn't going to like option two, she grumbled. Which do you think it is?
The panther chuckled. I think you should wait until Midwinter to figure it out…