The round, green eyes stared at me with the brightness and pureness of the world. The fingers fiddling with mine felt so tiny and warm. What should I do in the face of such adorable sight?
"It's up to Jade," I told him. "You can call me whatever you want."
"Umm--" he almost shouted again, but held back like a good boy and pulled me so he could whisper in my ears. "Will Shwa call Master that too?"
I bit my lips and looked up at Natha, who smiled gently and stroked the black pendant. It might be my imagination, but I felt a slight vibration from the dimensional cage.
"Yes," I said bashfully, feeling my cheeks totally aflamed now.
"Then, then--" Jade grabbed my fingers. "Can Jade call Master that if Jade is in this form?"
"If Jade wants to," I nodded.
"Okay!" Jade nodded, the plump cheeks reddened. "Because Jade is Shwa's older sibling!"
