<span style="color: #ffff00">"when don't i insist?"</span>Amry looked at Syncilla for a moment before she went to Delithia and sat on her other side.<span style="color: #ff9999"> "my butt is not fluffy, its feathery." "i have to avoid Pandaria... my emotions are such that i would set off every terrible thing there in about five minutes."</span>she nodded and waved one hand, replacing the cat's legs with natural ones so smoothly it wouldn't even disturb Syncilla.<span style="color: #ffff00">"i learned very quickly to offer help and allow people to choose to accept or decline... it's a lesson my counterpart could never learn, she decided she knew best and did whatever she wanted with the lives of those around her."</span>Amry squeaked quietly and pulled her legs onto the couch.<span style="color: #ff9999"> "what am i supposed to do with it? its too small to eat..." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>