Meesei looked to one side and started rubbing the back of her neck awkwardly. "Well, 'frightened' is probably an exaggeration. It has just always been a rather personal, and intimate concept for me. My father never spoke to me about it, so I had to figure out the details on my own. Since I never talked about it with anyone else, it just feels...strange to talk about it now, I suppose."

There were some unpleasant memories surrounding the topic for Meesei, but she decided it was best not to bring them up for the moment. Instead, she took in another breath and collected herself before continuing. "Anyway, I suppose you are probably wanting to...get back to Peiter. I did interrupt you, after all. I did have some questions about some potions you may be able to make, but they can wait until later. Enjoy yourself, but...do so carefully, alright? Always remember your potions."

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Ma'tanza laughed as the spell wore off and her brother slid off her back. [i]"Oh, only when he is being a mischievous little kitten. So...yes, pretty much every few hours."[/i] She joked. 

After pulling himself back up out of the water, M'ibasa coughed and spit out a mouthful of water. [i]"Ah, come on, that's cheating! It's no fun to wrestle when I'm a statue."[/i]

[i]"True...it's much more fun watching you dodge fireballs!" Ma'tanza responded as she suddenly launched a small ball of flame about the size of her fist at him, which hit him straight in the chest. Of course, the flame she had used had been very weak and dispersed in the air, to the point that he scarcely even felt the heat of it by the time it hit him and dissipated. 

[i]"Ah, hey! That's no fair either. This one wants to wrestle!"[/i] M'ibasa shouted. Curiously he turned his head towards Tzirret and seemed to look him over. [i]"Say...M'ibasa challenges you!"[/i] He said without actually giving Tzirret a chance to respond before he attempted to tackle him.