"Because you've become sensitive to smells as well, and because it took you five steps to get exhausted. You're simply out of shape. Don't worry, Mom, we'll fix that." Nyka said.
"And by fix, you mean…" The Wight swallowed hard, too afraid to finish her sentence.
"You're taking a break from your research." Nyka had no such problem. "You need fresh air, sunlight, and plenty of exercise."
"No! Everything but that! Please, I'll be good. Have mercy!" Kalla flailed her limbs and whined as Nyka effortlessly dragged the Wight by her left hind leg.
Anyone watching the odd pair would have never thought the big creature throwing a tantrum was the older of the two. If anything, Nyka looked like a mother dealing with a spoiled child.
"Hi, Solus, can you please come pick me and Mom up? We are in Lightkeep." The Vampire ignored the whining Wight and pressed her friend's rune on the communicator.
