Jass nodded and motioned over his device again and the monitor flashed a list of people and the corresponding requests.<span style="color: #b3b300">"Doctor Kelsy made this up. let's see, a razor for shaving. proper undergarments. a brush that doesn't make your hair all poofy. shoes and boots that don't hurt the arches of your feet. pants. not skirts. not dresses. pants. a belt that doesn't look like a Blood Elf threw up... whatever that means. and finally the doctor suggested a sex toy shop to assist with your apparently raging libido. she apparently listened to your every complaint and wrote them down to be solved once you had recovered your health. Rayne, you have seven outfits that were given to you at the hospital, you don't need to wash them one at a time and we have machines to wash, dry and fold your clothes for you."</span>he looked at her and shook his head.<span style="color: #b3b300">"i am happy to leave you to your business with the doctor, but please do not try to deceive me or any Seraphim, even my old eyes picked up on about eight different physical responses to telling me it was about your health when it is not. love, even just the chance of love is never wrong. but i will say no more unless you wish to discuss it. i am sure you will be a good student and i will endeavor to be a good teacher one last time."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>