Morgan stared at her, dumbfounded.
“But I thought it was still in me,” he told her.
“You don’t listen very well,” Liia assured him. “I think your people call it stress.”
“You could say that,” he nodded.
This whole adventure was stressful, if he didn’t say so himself. Morgan frowned as he allowed himself deeper in thought.
“I thought you couldn’t leave the water.”
Liia worried over his concern. She shook her head, then said, “I didn’t have another form like the others. I had gills and a tail, Morgan. Leaving the water was not a possibility.”
“Okay,” he replied, accepting the obvious. “But Ria could be on land in your form,” he murmured.
Before she could answer his concern, he pushed out another message of worry.
“Albion said you couldn’t leave the water at all. He shielded yo
