Ophidian rubbed his face for a moment before looking over at The'kal.<span style="color: #00b300">"do you think i could get him to talk? if i could get him past whatever he is holding against me this time i mean. thats between your people, i wont stick my neck out any further then i feel is right and a child has a right to talk to their mother. Zelina a hint on your origins? thats a laugh. stupid, useless, little traitor."</span>he nodded and smirked.<span style="color: #00b300">"if i am even capable of learning things that complicated. i may be smarter then most men of my kind but i doubt i can handle even that much of your knowledge... i have started to discover the limitations of my mind, things that i cannot understand no matter how hard i try. back on the mountain an artilarist tried to teach me the math she used when aiming her glaive thrower, she may as well have been speaking Murloc for all the sense it made to me. she must have explained it every day for the entire month she spent in the infirmery and i still dont get it."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>