Hypnos would give a small nod as Karpa spoke. They would be treated and raised as the sons and daughters of Hypnos, not as slaves. But they would be members of Yfir. He would take a breath, slow and steady, as he found himself answering the man again. “I understand, Kapra. Thank you.” The boy knew discussing this with Mystic would not be easy, though he would do his very best.
“I will do so as well... And as for Mystic’s exact path, well, we’ll need to see where that goes.” The young man would breathe out slowly, deciding that for now this was all that needed to be said. “If you’re ready then, Kapra, shall we go home? Or might you have some other plans?”