"Doesn't work like that unfortunately, it's listen to all of my children or none at all. No, the last thing I need a mortal woman poking around my head, Kitori just serves as a constant reminder that Elves are the last race I ever want to have a child with again." He flashed her a wicked grin before taking another drink. "You never know, with a shapely body like yours and that gorgeous tan I may not be able to keep my hands to myself. Your little bubble might protect you against mortals, but I can dispell it as easily as I can the common cold." He looked down at her as she sat on his lap and smiled, both arms wrapping around her waist. "I'm guessing you're ready to go then? Should we get another bottle of that wine for you as well?"<br/><br/><span style="color: blue">"What can I, a mortal who has no will nor reason to live, say to a goddess who resurrected and is following me for no apparent reason to make them trust me? I have nothing to give you but my time and it's not every day I find someone who acts like they actually give a shit about me."</span>Sahra looked down and sighed.<span style="color: blue">"And I don't have a right to be alive, rights is an outdated concept in this world. I don't care about her mate and child right now, I can kill them later on my own time, I just want to take a solid hammer to her chest and let out my frustration. You can even heal her up after I'm done, I don't care... whatever, this is pointless, I'm just going back to my room in the temple to wait for anything to happen."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>