Even if Alaka could sense Ki she wouldn't have noticed the other Majin's approach, wrapped in her own thoughts as she was. As she'd hoped, the voice vanished back to whence it came. For now. It would return in due time, as always, but there was nothing she could do about it for the moment other than to try and keep her emotions in check.

With a heavy sigh Alaka rose back onto her feet and turned to walk away... only to find herself face to face with a familiar pink face. The Majin let out a sharp yelp as she tensed up, a loud whistle sounding as steam blew out from her pores. The sudden shock startled her such that she took a few stumbling steps backward, only to hit a stone with her heel and cause her to fall back onto her rump.

From her new position on the ground, she finally had a moment to take stock of the situation. Her eyes were wide with confusion as she stared up at the other pink girl... and then realized that no, this wasn't the voice inside her head given form. This was an entirely different Majin!

Alaka had never met another Majin before, discounting the two halves of her split personality, but she knew how her race was created- mostly. Either summoned by a sufficiently powerful Warlock, or split from another Majin via fission. There was a third method involving a technique called the 'Love-Love Beam'... but that was a foreign concept to her. Regardless, she wasn't as surprised by the existence of another Majin as the other girl seemed to be.

She slowly picked herself up off the ground, taking a moment to brush herself off while lowering her head into her scarf to meekly cover up to her nose before pointing at the other girl... and then pressed her thumbs together while pointing down towards the ground with her pointer fingers to make an 'M', then let the symbol fall apart to quickly flick her finger between herself and the other girl, confirming that they were indeed both Majins.

When Zam started guessing what the M was supposed to mean, Alaka thought about how she could make it clearer what she meant. But the answer was simple! She could simply point towards Zam's belt, emblazoned with the Majin's signature M as it was. But just as she was starting to raise her arm, Zam figured it out on her own. Well, that was fine. She never had much of a chance to communicate with anyone but the Shinjin that freed her from her prison, so she was still rusty at the whole pantomiming thing. Presumably she would get better with time.

But! There was no time to dwell on that. By the time she decided to return her attention to the other girl, she was already halfway towards the ground with Zam wrapped around her! Alaka's face flared crimson as her back hit the grass, body whistling as steam shot out of her pores while she flailed helplessly beneath Zam. "...Eep!!!!" A little squeak forced it's way out of her from being cuddled with so suddenly.

When she calmed enough to start planning her escape, she sucked in a huge breath of air, letting her chest puff out a little before exhaling just as harshly. But where she stopped inhaling once her lungs were full, her exhale didn't cease even after her lungs seemed to be empty. She let all the air flow out of her body, growing narrower and narrower... until she was thin enough to try and slip beneath Zam and escape from between her legs. If she managed it, she'd pop back to her regular thickness once she hopped back onto her feet, wobbling a little to regain her balance.

She'd spin on her heel to face Zam again, face still red from being flustered even if she'd run out of steam to expel for the moment. Part of her wanted to run away and find some cave to hide in, but no, if she wanted to learn how to interact with other people... this wasn't the worst test subject she could have run into. ...Right?

First, she'd have to answer Zam's request for her name. Alaka raised her arms into the air, attempting to summon the mystic energies in her body to cast a spell... only for nothing to happen. She felt completely and utterly empty. Her hands came back down so that she could look at her palms in confusion for a moment, only to realize the issue. Her power had been sealed. She was no longer capable of magic. So, she would have to explain this the old fashioned way. Charades! So, she held her pointer finger up and then slid her hand over a bit before extending her thumb to form '1L'.

Her head whipped around, searching for something- until finally locking on her target! She grabbed her right shoulder with her left hand and thrust her right arm forward, the limb easily stretching a few dozen feet towards the tops of the trees so that she could snatch an apple from a branch before snapping her arm back to her. With apple in hand, she held it in front of her while pointing to it with her left hand. Then the left hand made another L, pointed back to the apple, her right arm rose straight up while her left arm and leg came out at opposing 45 degree angles to form a full body K, then she brought the apple back down to point back at it again. 'A-L-A-K-A.' It made sense in her head.

When Zam said that she understood, Alaka felt elated! She felt bad for thinking it, but maybe the other girl was smarter than she'd originally given her credit fo- ...Lapple Krapple?! What... how... who...

This is stupid. Blow a hole in her and let's be done with it.

Alaka winced as if she were in physical pain while her vision clouded. Because, well, she was. The Voice was like a psionic dagger into her brain. But even if she were to take the Voice's advice, it wouldn't do any good. Zam was a Majin, like her. She'd just reform and be right as rain.

When her sight cleared, she saw that her right arm was raised towards Zam's chest, fingers splayed as if to fire a magic blast. She let out a surprised yip and grabbed her wrist with the arm still under her control just as the Voice's attack released-! But even as she pulled her arm back, there was no deadly spike of energy. Or anything else for that matter. Alaka thrusting her arm out, then yanking it back towards her own chest was probably an odd sight for the other girl.

HEY! WHERE THE FUCK IS MY POWER?!

Her eyes clenched shut as she grabbed at her shoulders, hugging herself tightly. Her body quivered from the force of her fingers digging into her biceps. It wasn't until the pain started to fade, signifying that the Voice was leaving her thoughts that she finally spoke. "Mmf."

Well, she'd tried to speak, but her scarf was still tightly wound around her mouth. She peeked up at Zam through a single half-lidded eye. She didn't want to talk, but... the only other person around was a fellow Majin. Surely it wouldn't be too awful to say something. So one of her hands came up, tentatively grasping at her scarf to tug it down past her chin and let her soft, meek voice be heard. "...Me Alaka.". A single white fang was exposed behind her lips when she spoke, though she quickly pulled the scarf around her mouth again once the name had been given, waiting for Zam's response.

Her face somehow transitioned from bright red to dark purple when Zam said she wanted to touch. Oh Gods, she was going to make it through the entire rainbow before the end of the day, wasn't she? Alaka had to slap her own cheeks hard enough that her face squished in order to clam down enough to return to her usual bubblegum tone. For a being that was over a thousand years old, she didn't exactly know much about romance- but she did know that Zam's mindset was dangerously oblivious. People could... get the wrong idea about all kinds of things with her.

But she managed to relax a little when Zam repeated her name. She still felt a little uncomfortable with speaking, but if it was with another Majin, then maybe it wasn't so bad. It did clear up their misunderstanding rather quickly after all. But it would be a little bit before she could work up the nerve to utter another word.

When Zam started to move forward, Alaka meekly grabbed the sides of the scarf and lowered her head behind the fabric, almost like a turtle, until her face was hidden up to the bridge of her nose. Or at least, where the bridge of her nose would have been if she'd had one. Zam's happy, bubbly personality was... very, very different from what she was used to. The Warlock that had summoned her was verbose, but cruel and sadistic. The Shinjin that released her was quiet and reserved. Zam was something entirely new to her.

But, she wouldn't deny someone who wanted to commune with nature. To answer Zam's inquiry, she raised her pointer finger and pressed it over her scarf where her mouth would be in a 'Shhhh' gesture. Assuming Zam simmered down a little, Alaka would drop onto her knees and gathered the remains of the radish that she'd dropped with one hand while her other hand waved towards herself. If Zam drew closer, she would lightly grasp the girl's wrist and try to carefully dug her down onto her knees to join Alaka on the ground. And if that worked out as planned, she would place a piece of the vegetable in Zam's hand and tug her wrist forward to extend her hand towards the bush. With that, it was just a matter of waiting and watching to see what would happen.

The Majin offered only a small blink when Zam made her mouth vanish like magic. That was... probably something she could do as well, but she'd never tried nor had any reason to given she had no problem with keeping silent with one. But it still managed to draw a little giggle from the Majin all the same. Zam's pure innocence was refreshing somehow. Of course, thinking about how the two compared caused her smile to fade into a light frown. A bubbly, bouncy Majin compared to the once-conqueror of the Western Quadrant. She still had a long way before she could make up for what she'd done.

Alaka snapped out of her trance when the bush started to shake. That was a good sign! She was worried that she'd scared the rabbits away for good, skittish as they were. But instead of immediately hopping over, it remained at a distance, inspecting the pair carefully with it's light red eyes. It's caution was understandable given the circumstances. Trust was a difficult thing to earn, but quite simple to lose.

When she was judged, she turned her gaze back to Zam... and the girl's panic was clear on her face, even without a mouth. Alaka simply shook her head slowly, reaffirming her grip on Zam's wrist to hold it steady while her other hand came around to gently rub the other Majin's back. It was said that animals could smell fear, but they could sense a wide variety of emotions. Zam anxiety was likely even more apparent to the rabbit than it was to the girl sitting beside her. All she could do was try and keep her calm long enough for the rabbit to drop it's guard.

Alaka could feel Zam quivering against her, but all she could do was continue to offer her silent support. And, it seemed it was going to pay off when the bunny drew closer, and closer-! She drew her hands back and let Zam take the wheel as it were, only for the spunky Majin to move too suddenly and spooked the rabbit off again. And after being scared twice in a row, it likely wouldn't be back for a third time. Animals were funny that way.

A quiet sigh escaped the girl as she reached out towards Zam, only for her fingers to swish through air. The other Majin had already stood up and started wandering away. Her hands anxiously came together, digits kneading into one another as she tried to think of what she could do to make Zam feel better. It was a good first attempt! The animals certainly hadn't trusted her right away either, but she endured until they started to feel comfortable around her. But how could she help Zam to understand that these things needed more time... she slowly shuffled over to Zam's side and crouched behind the girl, mouth opening... then closing again as she realized she had nothing to say.

Just then, a genius idea struck her like a bolt of lightning! Or at least, she hoped it was a good idea. Alaka's hands grabbed at her own head and roughly ruffled the feelers that made up her 'hair', pushing the mass back into her scalp until she was left bald. From there, she put a thumb in her mouth and blew hard enough that her cheeks puffed out... only for a single long, floppy rabbit ear to pop up where her hair once was! And then a second to match followed soon after! With a pair of bunny ears on her head, she lightly prodded at Zam's shoulder to get the girl to look at her.

She just kept prodding at the prone Majin over and over again until the other girl finally responded. The lunging glomp that followed should have been anticipated, but somehow Alaka neglected to plan for it. Thus, she was easily bowled over by the other girl, letting out a high pitched squeak of her own when her back hit the ground. She squirmed and wiggled between Zam's arms, though her struggles weren't enough to slip free of the other's grasp. Alaka was very trapped.

And then she was free! When Zam pulled away to sit, Alaka rose into a sitting position as well. Her hands came up to mash the bunny ears back into her head, fingers once again kneading at her own scalp in order to form the thick tendrils that constituted her hair. With one final shake of her head, she was back to normal! As normal as 'normal' was, anyway.

She listened quietly while Zam apologized, but when the girl finished, Alaka simply placed her hand over Zam's and gave her fingers a light squeeze even as her eyes fell to the grass between them. She didn't want to speak, but she also didn't want Zam to stay depressed. On the other hand, she didn't know what words to use even if she did try to say something. What a dilemma. Alaka didn't mind that the bunny scampered off. She simply enjoyed nature as it existed. It didn't need to be in front of her to appreciate it. But she wished there was something more she could have done for Zam.

...Maybe there was something she could do. Alaka rose to her feet and lightly tugged on Zam's hands to try and get the other girl to stand as well. If Zam went along with the tug, she would start to walk towards the line of trees beside them, wanting to lead Zam deeper into the forest.

Zam seemed to become less depressed as they moved, which was good! She didn't want the other girl feeling sad. But then relief gave was to tedium as Zam kept asking if they had arrived yet. Despite not speaking herself, she didn't mind listening to other people talk. Which was good because Zam seemed to talk enough for the both of them. She merely replied to her companion's queries with a slight shake of her head. Over and over and over again.

Thankfully for Zam, it didn't take overly long to reach their first stop- an otherwise unremarkable tree with piles of hard, brown oval-shaped objects of about a foot in length surrounding the base. Alaka offered a quick bow to the tree to thank it for the bounty... before picking up one of the ovals and cracking it in half with her hands. The scent of chocolate and pineapples quickly filled the air as Alaka tried to hand the halves over to Zam. Despite the hard, unremarkable shell of the fruit, the inside was filled with a soft white chunks. If the other Majin took it, she would cup her now empty hand and gesture up towards her mouth to tell the girl to try eating it before leading her further into the forest still.

If Zam took a bite, she would find that the fruit tasted much like how it smelled, with the addition of hints of banana. It was a Cupuacu fruit, though Alaka didn't know the name. She just knew that it smelled and tasted like candy, so she assumed that another Majin could appreciate it. There was still one thing left that she wanted to show Zam... and she hoped that the other girl would like that, too.

Alaka was already heading to their next destination when Zam doubled back for more fruit. She wasn't particularly hungry and felt no compulsion to stuff herself beyond bursting... a feeling that Zam apparently didn't share. She was glad that the other girl seemed to like it, though. There wasn't much in the way of candy out in the forest, but there was certainly things that were just as good littered about if you knew where to look!

When she felt the barrage of pats on her shoulder, she turned... to see Zam standing behind her with swollen cheeks. She couldn't help but feel her own cheeks round out as she struggled to hold in a little laugh. Zam was just... so silly. But when the other girl tried to speak, she furrowed her brow and tried to make sense of it. Mhif if fo foof. Fanf foo? Could it have been 'This is so good! Thank you!'? Yes, that seemed about right.

If she were as affectionate as Zam, she probably would have given the other girl a hug. But since she wasn't... she just put her hand on top of the Majin's head and ruffled her hair a little through rubs. And with that out of the way... she went back to leading Zam to their next destination, just beyond the next copse of trees...!

They came upon a gigantic white tree, with a similarly massive beehive hanging off one of the lower branches. It was easily several times the size of a man, with the opening at the bottom large enough to crawl into. Alaka bowed to offer another short prayer before stretching her arms out, reaching up into the opening to fumble around for a moment before finding what she was looking for. When her arms came back out, she was holding two palm-sized bricks of honeycomb. Bees made far more than they needed for themselves, so she didn't feel two bad about borrowing some. However, a loud buzzing started to emanate from the hive, the entire thing quivering slightly as the buzzing grew louder and louder. Alaka pushed both combs into one hand while grabbing Zam with the other, fleeing back into the forest with the other girl. The bee's stings likely wouldn't actually cause any harm to either Majin, but she didn't want them to end up dying in defense of their home either. Besides, now they were on route to their final destination!