Mom, who’s that? Mommy, mother, any variation of the word mater is unfamiliar to Aconite, who’s the kind of kid that also wouldn’t really know that Shura has a name. It’s not something she’s ever really considered! Nap is also not really a word she knows, for all that she’s napped plenty with Shura. She follows behind Alistair, canting her head at Strange as she tries to decide how to react.

As soon as Strange leaves the room, Shura just flops back on the bed, feeling entirely exhausted on multiple levels. Why was he like this? What had she done to deserve this??? The only thing she can do is just massage her temples and hope he was feeling less provocative when he came back.