<span style="color: #336600">"You're the one who invited me to the party, don't get upset when I join in on all of the festivities including teasing you." </span>The Animus looked at Maka and her grin only widened but when she tried to respond Ras encased her in a bubble.<span style="color: #336600">"Well you're wrong about my preferences, Morah is adorable and makes my heart melt but I see her as more of a younger sister to hold and protect. No different from any of you. The rest of you aren't really... my type. You all check one or two of my boxes but like Valeen I'm not interested in one night stands and I just got out of a rough relationship so I'm not looking for another. You're all beautiful in your own unique ways and I think we should leave it at that before Animus starts getting me into uninvited trouble. This food is really good, your assistants are quite skilled."</span><span style="color: #ffa64d">"Why don't mortals talk about their desires openly? Wouldn't that make everyone happier?"</span><span style="color: #336600">"Nobody at this table wants to have sex with anyone else that they're not already in a relationship with."</span><span style="color: #ffa64d">"That's not true at all."</span>She looked at the Animus who actually looked to be pouting in her bubble with her arms folded.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"I'm sorry, I'll be quiet and go back to observing. We have another visitor coming."</span>After a short pause Nyarien appeared near Leena and hissed about teleporting under her breath while she got her bearings. Once the disorientation was shaken off she moved beside her mate and kissed her cheek softly.<span style="color: #b30000"> "Sorry I'm late."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>