Ashia looked at Emily for a moment before she shook her head.<span style="color: #404040">"didn't you hear me? her voice is the same... the same voice that is haunting my nightmares... so many lies, so much pain and all in that voice... so many dead children connected to that voice... because it's all The'kal ever kept the same. she changed her body like a mortal changes clothing but she always kept her voice the same. it would be like frank here wearing the face of the person who hurt you the most while the wounds were still open and raw, nothing else would matter."</span>Frank returned the kiss and he did better then before now that he knew what to expect and handed over the children. Ashia also handed over the children and then nodded.<span style="color: #404040">"keeping the peace if the most helpful thing you can do for me, unless you like drinking then you could come back after Anna goes to sleep for the night."</span>Frank grinned a little and stood up.<span style="color: #4dffa6">"this way my lady."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff99cc">"no, you don't get to take my success away from me. my ointment went a long way towards soothing your mind and you told me it helped so fuck you for trying to say otherwise now that your not drooling on yourself."</span>she shrugged and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff99cc">"i can't fix wounds that healed ages ago, only help with the fresh ones you were inflicting on yourself. it can't be as bad as it was, your eyes are actually focused when you should be high as fuck but i figured you had a supernatural constitution so i upped the dose." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>