Ophidian sighed sadly and then slid back into his lounge chair.<span style="color: #ff8000">"or you can go if you want."</span>he had just closed his eyes when she patted him and he looked up a her.<span style="color: #ff8000">"you can tell me about these thoughts, blunder through them if you need to, ramble, rant, do whatever you need to do to express them."</span>he watched her before he nodded.<span style="color: #ff8000"> "then pick out a room and make it yours, there are more then enough and then tell Zelina or myself what you want in your room. i shouldn't be scarier, i am much older, i have a much better grip on my instincts and my emotions then yours does... but i suppose my power blows that right out of the water."</span><br/><br/>the clone frowned a little and then nodded.<span style="color: #ffff00">"i apologize, i thought that by telling you she was recovering it was inferred that she was with both her mortal and Eternal mates. her physical condition is ninety-eight percent healed, her mental trauma from the pain of her wounds and the forced healing is sixty percent under control, however, her emotional state is, as you know, very complex... and not good."</span>she frowned deeper and nodded.<span style="color: #ffff00">"i would not say that she is currently okay, but she is safe and she is recovering so she will be okay in time. she will come see you when she feels well enough to send some measure of herself away from the comfort of The'kal or Delithia, their love is very medicinal for her and she desperately needs it. i do apologize for my mistake, as you know i and the other automated units are still new, our programming is still rather rudimentary and we have faced challenges we were not yet ready for." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>