Zuzu blushes in turn, and is temporarily flustered, although it does not take him long to recover and resume the staccato rhythm of question after question.


"C-c-cute? B-but I'm already fourteen! Anyway, I like to know things. My Master saved me from our village and taught me everything I know about wizardry, and now he has the Plague and I must save him! But I'm not his slave - I'm his apprentice. But yeah I have to serve him and do things for him. Why are you asking immediately about slavery? Did you own any slaves? Were you a slave? Did you enslave the snake?"


"Oh, and Master doesn't like it if I play tricks," he sheepishly adds while rubbing his backside a bit. Heavens forbid she gets to look at the condition of his bare back, which has more than on one occasion felt the bite of the master's whip!