<span style="color: #ff0000">"And I don't think I need to tell that this world, any world, is not black and white. And magicking away Karren's problems wouldn't do you any good, would it? You both need your heads checked out and if anyone can make friends it's her. But if you do decide to just erase her memories I would have you consult with Whisperia and Kuro first. They are... decidedly simple people but may be willing to hear you out as Karren's grandmother, provided you don't appear looking like an ange... Ironwing. That's who you remind me of. She sometimes takes on a form just like yours, but with more armor. Angel of Death she's been dubbed by some." </span>Karrie nodded and almost seemed to the smile.<span style="color: #ff0000">"Now you understand why we can't communicate easily, but I think I can understand you well enough. I was hiding by pain because I didn't want her to feel bad for what she had done to me. Pride is not something I carry anymore." </span>She nodded again, adjusting her seating position on the newly repair chair.<span style="color: #ff0000">"Then wouldn't studying me be better than the average warlock? Since I'm more like you than they would be, yet I'm not harmed by the power. I don't know what those bonds are but I'm assuming you would just destroy it wholly. Which... I'm not entirely sure I would agree with. A weapon as powerful as it is can be incredibly handy."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>