“<span style="color: #5900b3">Well whatever. I stand by my statement that it’s all stupid.”</span>She grabbed one of the White hatchlings making it squeak and bounce away from her.<span style="color: #5900b3">“I hope our child is even half as fun as these ones are.”</span><br/><br/>“Yes I do. Because half of your sisters didn’t agree with having anything changed about you. The other half trusted that I could help you. But all of them love you and only want the best for you. You aren’t fit to be around children because you choose to be unfit, you can end all of this, you can see your Timelost son and be the mother he wants. He’s been asking me to sneak him into the city so he can see you, even if you don’t meet with him he just want to be near you.” He let Ibara pulled away and shrugged. “It can be more than a year if things are going well, or if she continues to fight us every step of the way.” He gave Ibara a smile but by now she would be an expert of reading the pain in his expressions despite his attempts to hide it. “I was pulled here before I even had a chance to clean up the mess of my murdered family. I’m pulling the fate card as a coping mechanism so yes, I’m going to use that as my excuse and my justification for why I lost everything and was brought here. Because if I didn’t have you to focus on… I don’t know what would happen to me.”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>