<span style="color: #8000ff">"I... I don't know. It's one thing to be guilty but there's no way she would sit idle and what your people go extinct. Just have some faith in her abilities." </span>She wrapped one arm around Isabelle but would take a while to relax in the hot water, even with the help of the additives.<span style="color: #8000ff"> "Is this really how you choose to bathe and clean up? Mmm... well maybe this isn't so bad. It's just... very different."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #a64dff">"Then I'll think of something and you can help me make it. Just a little trinket to help congratulate them on their new baby."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #b3b300">"I tried bein' friendly with them before, most of them are a bunch o' twats who let their new power go to their heads. Not at all, I'd congratulate someone on just gettin' pregnant, being ready to have their egg is plenty close enough. I just mean it's... harpies have a long standin' and bad reputation. Especially among Night Elves. Hm, well maybe I can meet one now and see what they're like. I've heard rumors that they're ah, lusty ladies, but I'd like ta actually meet one myself. Well he's a good lad, just flighty and always lookin' for the next story to listen to. I'm sure he'll settle down and make ya proud. Maybe some day in the future, when things are calmer for ya, you can talk to them all together an' be a full family again."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>