<span style="color: #ff0000">"of course she did..."</span>she frowned a little and glanced up at Erin.<span style="color: #ff0000">"do you really think that finger would stop the gun?"</span>she pulled the weapon back and sighed quietly.<span style="color: #ff0000">"i am going to get breakfast."</span><br/><br/>Order moved closer and waved one hand, the mask vanishing as she repaired the scarring.<span style="color: #ffff00">"I'm afraid that you are not actually damaged, the problem is one of education. your senses are all active but you do not know how to process them and so you are blinded by a sensory overload... the scars are gone, you will no longer need the mask." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>