Order smirked as the temperature went right back up where they started and upon inspection was still crystal clear.<span style="color: #ffff00">"Easily remedied. Well, washing is usually the second step of a relaxing bath. The first just being relaxing." </span>She moved Delithia so the Elf was facing away from her but still in her lap as a sponge appeared in her hand and she started slowly washing Delithia off.<br/><span style="color: #ffff00"><br/>
"Right now? None, shes still living off my energy. But if she eats right she can probably make ten to twenty eggs a week without a problem. If we give her a storage capacity of say four that doubles her weekly limit since she can eat more to compensate. There us nothing wrong with giving her an ability she already had and you said she used to store them." </span>She shrugged with a frown.<span style="color: #ffff00">"How do you tell? Ive taken her on a vacation to a nebula that she seems to find visually appealing and im giving her a nice warm bath... The mortals of Silvermoon have been making her miserable so i got her damned far away from them."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>