<span style="color: darkorange">"not Vyre, you! your the one who makes me feel like a bother... like a chore... like a fucking halfbreed you cant stand but somehow force yourself to. they may have taken my powers but your the one who made me feel powerless... you appear out of nowhere, you do whatever you want, no prior explanation and rarely an explanation after and then vanish again. you cant find time to tell me why you had to mindfuck Vyre on the street or talk to me about it until i scream bloody murder but you find time to go get a pet Harpy? how would you feel Ras? if people did things that violently to the people in your life without talking to you? i dont care if it was for their good, your snap reaction would be murder."</span>she clung to the bar but it was fruitless and she refused to look at him.<span style="color: darkorange">"nor did i want it, Nyaka forced it on me but ever since everything i ever wanted has started coming apart... why Ras? i dont know how to live without my work... without the hope thats driven me through life. letting me die would be a mercy if everything else is taken from me. if she didnt want to die she wouldnt keep picking fights with every powerful creature that wanders by."</span>she shook her head and finally sobbed. "i dont think you can...<span style="color: darkorange"> i think its too late for me... i feel so empty and broken. im not fit to be a mother anymore, i dont think i ever was. you dont owe me anything Ras... i dont owe you anything."</span>she closed her eyes to hide the broken look in them.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>