Yovela smiled and headed towards the door, her hand wrapped around her daughters. She wasn't upset that she was protesting about being like her, it wasn't healthy to want to be exactly like your parents. If she remembered her past, she would know that even better.<br/>"Glad you like kids, since I already have one that is important to me that you get along with my dear Heloise. She's a willful girl, and seemed stuck on wanting to hate you. At least you teaching her the charms helped. I'm glad you had that skill. As much as you like kids, I doubt you would put up with a child that hated you for long."<br/>Heloise grumbled.<br/>"You know, I'm here...stop talking like I am not. That's irritating."<br/>Yovela sighed and patted her daughter on the head.<br/>"Sorry dear."