<span style="color: #a64dff">"Everything else is problematic, hm?" </span>Delithia let out a soft moan and grinned.<span style="color: #a64dff"> "Then why don't we go have a perfect interaction? Maybe even a couple if you're extra good."</span><br/><br/>Karrie mumbled about water but otherwise didn't sit up from her spot on the bed. Ana screamed when she was touched and tried to leap backwards, but only smashed her head into the top of the table. The Elf fell over with a whine and grabbed her head.<span style="color: #ff9999"> "Ow... Ow..."</span>She hissed and winced before looking up at Rachel.<span style="color: #ff9999"> "M-Mistress! I- It's... your son is fine, he's still in his crib... our son. Um... This-this is just a... an accident while sewing your clothes back after Karrie ripped them. Working with sharp instruments while drunk." </span>She laughed nervously but Rachel could very easily see the Elf's arms and wrists were bound, not her hands from sewing.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>