I nodded almost imperceptibly at Jethsa's suggestion that I refrain from attempting to pilot the ship, and again when she asked me to stay alert for proximity warnings etc. Somehow part of my brain managed to identify the correct instruments and displays that related to that task automatically...
I got the feeling that a thought-speak reply was unnecessary where a simple nod would suffice to indicate my compliance with her wishes.
<Chee. The ones we got the morphing power from are the Chee, Reece. The Pemalites may have created them, but I doubt they count as the same species.> I corrected him, <While it is true they can probably help you with your injuries, Miss Jethsa, what they can most help with is hiding this ship from the Yeerks. They may even fix it up for you, if you ask them the right way. Anyway, if you aim a Z-space communication at that house> I pointed on a screen to the house where we'd met Jenny and got our powers, <they may send a response, welcoming you... Or, I suppose, some humans could go ring the doorbell... But where's the fun in that?> I eye-smiled, something that came naturally yet wasn't something my human mind had come up with.
I thought about all this weird new terminology I'd started using automatically - The words came fluidly from my mind, or more accurately from Jethsa's memories that I was somehow managing to access, yet as soon as I'd spoken them I knew what they referred to. It's a very strange feeling.
While I was thinking about that, I witnessed Jas babble his way through his own apology for taking Jethsa's DNA while she was unconscious, and saw him demorph.
The ship landed, and the outer hatch opened into a ramp again as Jethsa advised us to leave the ship and get some fresh air. I saw Reece immediately depart down the ramp on his human legs, which reminded me of something:
I decided not to demorph yet, and consequently figured it'd be best to stay in the ship unless Jethsa also left, in which case I'd stick close to her.
<<Miss Jethsa, I'd like to show you how grateful I am that you continue to let me use your morph: I offer you my service, that while I am in Andalite form both now and in future, I am yours to command. This offer does not extend to my other morphs, though I am of course happy to consider you a friend no matter what other form I take. Will you accept my offer?>> I said privately to her, trying to show respect in my tone. For some subconscious reason, I also allowed Jas to 'overhear' my offer to Jethsa... Perhaps because he too had her DNA? Possibly, though I wasn't sure that was the whole reason or not...
Andalite memory suggested a title I might use for Jethsa if she accepted my offer of service: 'Prince'. Yet the human part of my brain argued that since she was Female, wouldn't 'Princess' be more appropriate? Andalite memory had no answer to that, so I didn't use either. I used 'Miss' instead.
I think I'll probably ask her which title she'd prefer I use when addressing her, unless she declines my offer, of course.