Bending down from his near eight-feet of height, Nikephoros grinned and picked Rhonda up in the hug. He was not going to kill her, of course, you silly thing! Merely hug her as long as he could, for he had missed his new mama.
"How are you, mama?" he asked as he put her down. Oh, Nike was such an innocent child in a young man's body. Still, he was learning and growing with these people--bad influences, and the internet. Did you know there were pictures of humans doing strange things with other humans on the ice picture? Nike had no idea.