<span style="color: #ff8000">"So you're saying I was damaged, broken? That would explain the voices in my head... or not, since they are still there."</span><span style="color: #5900b3">"So you were messed up in the head and now you're just a little crazy."</span>Kitori reached across the table the took Iron's hand, making the demi-goddess jump and look at her strangely.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "It's okay to be crazy, you're family and we'll always be happy to spend time with you." </span>Iron pulled her hand back with a growl and crossed her arms.<span style="color: #ff8000">"Hyjal wasn't a time to be fun and bright, it was a war. If I was... different then there was something wrong and I can only hope The'kal fixed it.</span>"<span style="color: #5900b3">"Well I was pregnant then, that doesn't count. I wanted to eat pickled seaweed and watermelon for every meal. Whisperia, if I threw my water at you you'd start hissing and spitting and clawing anything that moved. But I still like you so I won't... even if it would be funny."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>