<span style="color: #a64dff">"I don't trust you and I don't believe you." </span>She struggled a little against Sharindia but quickly gave up and went limp as she continued to cry.<br/><br/><span style="color: #5900b3">"If she has your temper she'll probably kill people instead of just hitting them. I like think my temperament is much better, you're just a good lay most of the time." </span>She smiled down at her daughter and lifted her up to nuzzle her cheek against her daughter.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "So precious."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #59b300">"I suppose, smaller things can be every bit as fulfilling as protecting the universe. So what are your hobbies when you're not saving mortals from self-inflicted injuries? I see you've gotten quite familiar with Animus, are you becoming friends?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>