"Haaaaaaa" Maya let out a long sigh before moving close to her young master, placing her hands on his shoulders, and looking him straight in the eyes.
"Young master, you may be my master, the son of the Dark God and a dungeon core but you are also a person. An entity with their own personality, their own thoughts, and feelings. True, logically you had no need to intervene, you could have simply ignored their plight or erased them, that way you'd protect your identity, but you didn't… why?" Maya countered back with her own question, this situation was an important development for Frost in maturing, finding his own path and not one set for him by another.
"I….I felt I had to, no, I wanted to, regardless of the risks, I felt that since I could, I should, so I did" Frost stuttered at first but became more confident as he spoke. The cloud covering his heart was beginning to part.
Maya smiled gently; her gaze filled with pride.
