<span style="color: #5900b3">"I don't think so. I've seen mortal children and they just lay around and cry and shit on themselves. These little terrors are kittens but not as cute and less messy." </span>She picked up Belith with her free hand and tossed her on to the couch, much to the delight of the hatchling who bounced back to be thrown again.<br/><br/>"You and I both know Alex isn't a normal child, he's far more advanced and understanding of your situation than most adults. So yes, I do say you're fit to be near him but not to make important decisions about yourself. Not yet anyways." He pulled her back into his arms to rub her back softly. "You are still loved and cherished, what was broken can always be repaired. So please, just let your mother and I work. Please let us try, that's all we ask of you."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>