<span style="color: #ff4d4d">“I’ve never put much thought into adopting a child. But like I said, I’m sure my opinion would change if I found the right woman.”</span>He frowned and shook his head.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">“I didn’t chose to be a death knight. It just kind of… happened when my powers took over. I would prefer to be anything but a glorified necromancer.”</span><br/><br/>Ras shrugged and shook his head. “Being pregnant is only so much of an excuse. I know how awful hormones can be, but she’s far too early into her pregnancy to be that afflicted by them.” He held up one hand and shook his head again. “Nonsense, stay and enjoy your night with your sister, Leena. If Nyarien starts any trouble at home I’m sure Ophidian keep her in check. Relax and enjoy yourself. Don’t worry, I don’t give any details on Ibara because I know things can change at the drop of a hat. I was just letting you know your sister is still hanging in there. But enough of that, this soup was very nice. It was simple but simple is good, after tending to Ibara and her mother it’s nice to have a warm meal prepared for me. And this reminds of someone dear to me.”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>