<span style="color: red">"With a soul as marked as yours do you really have any right to judge another's?" </span>Nyarien lead Sharindia back into her bedroom and laid Nalo out on the bed.<span style="color: red"> "Wake up, Nalo. You're with friends now." </span>When the construct didn't respond she shrugged and looked to Sharindia.<span style="color: red">"Why would Valeen still have the controller? I figured she would have put it away and washed her hands of the whole thing." </span>She took the controller from the mage but was very careful not to touch anything on the surface as she looked it over curiously then handed it back.<span style="color: red"> "We need someone to translate that for us. And we need someone who knows how to work it."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>