<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4080ff"><b> Philene laughed, hooking her arm in his as they walked. "So, my return isnt more important then some slave?" She smirked. Before long, she stopped, turning to him. "So i'll take it that you didnt miss me then?" Being Lord Council apparently got you no privileges anymore. She looked him over. How she'd missed seeing him every day. "My Lord, you look better every time i see you. You know that absence makes the heart grow fonder, as the humans say." She laughed, placing a small, soft kiss on his cheek. </b></span>