With the Elder’s judgemental eyes on me, any sort of response I had in my throat. The fact that those who had previously looked bored like Oona and Nentia, were now paying close attention. Oona scrambled from her unique position and made herself a bit more comfortable. As the seconds passed by, agonizingly slow, I knew I had to say something. The panic that coiled within me nearly made me teleport away, but I doubt I would get far from some of the most powerful magic users in the world. All of them patiently waiting for me to speak, thus I finally swallowed the lump in my throat, walked up to the Elders, and nervously chuckled, "miss me?"