Gash leads Jevoi up the stairs to the safest part of the tower, behind the shell of the Tarasque. Feeling her bitterness of being led away, he asks, "Who is your 'nana'?"
"You really want to know?" Jevoi's voice is sudden and loud. "Nana Ning's the coolest. She's super-fast and has all of the knives."
"Is that so?" asks Gash, looking over his shoulder, "What can she do with them?"
"She's a super sneaky acrobat and kills bad guys," says Jevoi running ahead of Gash, "I want to be just like her!" She turns back toward him. "But Mum hates Nana, she'll never let me."
"Yeah, I get it," says Gash, "My ma was against me learning magic." He manifests and twirls a knife before banishing it.
"But you did anyway?" asks Jevoi looking up into his eyes, "How did ya do it?"
Gash hesitates, but decides to answer, "My sister and I ran away from home."
L: I'ma kill him.
"But you shouldn't."
"Why not?" whines Jevoi.
"Your ma's a wizard; she'll catch you," he leans down and whispers, "So you should study all her tricks first; that way she can't catch you." He stands up and continues on as roaring and explosions occur in the distance.
L: Death threat rescinded.
Jevoi gasps, "You're really smart, Mr. Gash!"
Gash laughs, "That's why Boss Mel trusts me. Now right through here is Gank."
"Who's she?" asks Jevoi, as further explosions sound from outside.
"Why don't you ask her yourself?" He opens a door, and says, "Hey, Gank, got someone for you to meet."
The bedroom's walls are decorated with stars and crescents. The plum bed is almost as big as Ling's. Lying on the bed, idly kicking her feet and reading a large tome is a teenage reptilian with a spiky armored body and four clawed arms. She's wearing a black wig with a magenta stripe in its bangs and tiny black trunks.
D: Is that why you wear that wig? J: It looks great, right?
Jevoi hides behind Gash's leg, too nervous to approach.
"What d'ya want, old man?" asks Gank. She looks up from her book. "Need me to babysit for ya?"