Britomart's eyes narrowed and she shook her head.<span style="color: #ff0000">"no, you don't and neither does anyone else. no one questions Azu when she flies around, no one questions Whisperia when she transforms but every other day someone is telling me not to blow myself up. it's annoying and i am sick to death of it."</span>she smirked a little but it wasn't from amusement as she looked Karren in the eyes.<span style="color: #ff0000">"what makes you think that? I'm her first love. I'm the one she held in her arms and watched die from a wound i got saving her life. I'm the one who knows how to make her cum so hard her eyes cross and her toes curl... what i am not is the woman who broke her heart and terrified her on multiple occasions. when Arlokk first resurrected me she was already in love with you both and i graciously stepped aside because i woke up more hateful and violent then i ever was the first time i was alive... i thought you two would be better for her so i gave her up. but so far all you two have done is disappoint me and my patience are wearing thin."</span>she snorted and shook her head as she sat back down.<span style="color: #ff0000">"what makes you think i care about any of that? he will be man enough for her or he can get the fuck out."</span>she shook her head and sipped her coffee.<span style="color: #ff0000">"little girl, you don't know enough about Whisperia to argue with me. since you two met you have caused so much chaos, so much stress in her life that everything is always about you... what were her parent's names? where did she grow up? who was her druid instructor? when and where did she meet Kuro? how did they become separated? does she have siblings? did she ever have siblings? what made her want to be a druid? i can go on and on, thousands of little facts that i know about her life that tell me how she is likely to react to any given situation and why she would act that way."</span>she looked Karren in the eyes again and continued.<span style="color: #ff0000">"and let's not forget my ace in the hole, i died for her. we both killed for her but you let it tear you apart and you have made her life miserable since it happened. when she pulled me into her arms with that arrow sticking out of my neck i found the strength to smile for her, to show her only how much i loved her. not how much pain i was in, not how afraid i was of dying, not how angry i was to be dying... just that i loved her and that i was happy she was okay. now stop arguing with me before i become unkind." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>