<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">Ayla nodded, understanding just how far that network could stretch. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d">“So that part of the rumors is probably true than…”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99"> she murmured.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d"> “Dimir has fingers in every pie.”</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffcc">Alexi rolled his eyes.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffa6"> “Always the food metaphors with you. How you’re still as skinny as me, the gods only know…”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffcc"> the two made eye contact, before Ayla smirked and Alexi blushed. </span><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffa6">&lt;sex doesn’t count as exercise…&gt;</span></i><br/><br/><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d">&lt;depends how often you do it…and how long…. How intense….&gt;</span><br/>
<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffa6">&lt;STOP! Please…. My sanity doesn't need to think about this…&gt;</span></i>