It was obvious that each of Novel and Dutiron's children were different to one and other, even Novella could see that for herself and yet still she couldn't help but compare herself to them. The elder ones of course had more life experience and time to have figured out what they wanted to do and train but still she longed to have skills like theirs. She would keep the fact to herself though, assuming her mother would probably only try find a way to banish such thoughts from her mind. Besides she knew herself that the only way to get better would be to practice, and who better to teach her than her parents?
Novel fortunately would of course agree, albeit it once she had recovered. The big smile would spread over Novella's features once more, pleased with the news and nodding her head in agreement. "Of course, I don't expect us to start right now" She hadn't emphasised that fact though she certainly hadn't planned on lessons actually beginning with her mother until she was better, she didn't want to make Novel feel any more unwell or delay her recovery to full health in any way. "You just concentrate on getting completely better."
