As Ves, his daughter and Lucky boarded the shuttle that would take them back to the Tarrasque, they had all fallen into silence.
The gem cat yawned and began to take a short nap while lounging on the little girl's nap.
Meanwhile, Ves and Andraste still remained preoccupied by what they had witnessed during their tour on the Moloch.
Ves gently reached out and grasped his daughter's small but firm hand.
'Pumpkin.'
'Papa?'
Both of them communicated with each other through spiritual means. This was a trick that everyone with a companion spirit or attainments in qi cultivation could accomplish. It was a much more secure means of relaying messages with each other, especially if they took measures to minimize their emissions by relying on proximity.
Naturally, if Ves the need to resort to this method, then he definitely did not want others to listen in on his conversation.
