Nia wondered how the relatives thing worked. It made the most sense that they were avatars, but given the nature of Chaos Gods, it might be that they had been turned into dolls. But, at the same time, Gods were Gods, and she could understand why they would want to watch over the young avatar. Regardless, Fenris' reassurance that she could do the same magic didn't make her feel that she was able, but Nia would keep it in mind when she was doing it next. Perhaps... Perhaps it would work like that for her. She did want to be a better Mage, and following his advice certainly couldn't hurt! The magic sheild pulled back and disappeared, both a relief and a disappointment. It had been beautiful.
Of course, Fenris wasn't without more surprises. Another doll was brought out, and light emmitted from it, lighting the way into the mountain. "Your Uncle Plar seems like a very nice person, then," she said, meaning it. Nia could have lit the way, but manipulating both light and shadow at the same time was more difficult for her. Instead, as they made their way deeper, she nudged the shadows aside in the deeper crevasses, so that the light could illuminate them and she could see whether there were things lurking there.
As they walked, the path flattened out, so that they weren't going down as quickly as they had been. And to make sure that they didn't fall into an uncomfortable silence, Nia tried to keep up the conversation on her end. It was also working to distract her from the distant dripping sounds that were coming from up ahead. "I'm 14, so I'm only a year older than you!" she shared perkily. "Do you get any older, or are you going to be 13 forever?" As she asked that, her hand brushed against something greasy on the wall. Putting her hand into the light, she saw that whatever it was, was blue. It didn't hurt or anything, so Nia just wiped it on her robes. They would probably have to be scrapped after this, anyway.
It also made her move closer to Fenris. She didn't know whether it was because she wanted to give him comfort or the other way around... but somehow, Nia suspected that he wasn't one to need comfort. It did make her feel better, however, as the dripping sound got louder.