“Silpha says your stress is bothering her and to stop pacing.”

That got his attention focused. “She still won’t talk to me directly, but she can tell me to stop stressing.”

There was a slight pause before. “Yes.”

It’d been a few days now, and he was starting to worry about why she wouldn’t talk to him. If she was able to comment on simple things like this, why not do it directly? In the end, it didn’t really matter. He’d told Ashra he’d respect her request for privacy. Though he’d have to deposit Nod soon. He got the impression that the astral denizen didn’t experience stasis like Ashra did, and with his newly heightened attributes, he felt Nod’s discomfort all the more sharply.

Keeping his mind back on task, he went down his list and went back from his room and into the bathroom to check on his newest clear slime.

“Hello, Paragon,” Myles said, speaking to the small clear slime nesting with the other larger members of the Supply Team.

As he had since his birth yesterday evening, Paragon was alert, chipper, and purring like a cat for some reason.

Name: Paragon

Age: Stage 1

Sex: None

Race: Slime (Clear)

Patron: none

Primary Class:

Slime- Novice

Brawn: 1

Dexterity: 2

Will: 2

Influence: 2

Soul Energy: 20/20

Mana: 0/0

Elemental Alignment: None

Skills:

Lesser Purification

Traits:

Adaptability

Slime Regeneration

Core Soul

Soul Link: {Myles Chase)