Mason sat at the head of the table while everyone ate Mac and cheese. Iris gobbled at her food while Aaron wasn't all that hungry. I had a small serving and Mason was stoic, watching Iris carefully.

    'Stop staring at her. You make her nervous.' I scolded in our personal mind link.

    'She should make us nervous. She could be vicious.' He said.

    I looked at Iris when she looked at me and chuckled. She had a milk stache. I looked back at Mason.

    'Yah, Vicious.' I thought boredly to him. 

    He squinted his eyes at my sarcasm and crossed his arms. Iris still looked nervous and I patted her...