"You're not the first person to tell me that, and I don't think you'll be the last unfortunately." He stroked Vyre's head softly which caused her to murmur quietly and move her head just a bit closer. "We all have our vices, I know she's not perfect but I also know her goods outweigh her bads. But I've also known her longer than anyone else, including her own mother it seems like. Trust me, I didn't wait this long intentionally. I had intended on doing it when we first moved out to Mulgore, I was going to keep it a secret but even when I don't tell anyone my plans it all goes to shit." He looked up at Ophidian and shook his head. "Just because I know that doesn't mean my mother does, and she's the one causing all of this chaos." The more Elune inspected Vyre the more she'd notice the power coursing through the elf's body, power that almost seemed to match hers though unlike the goddess' it had yet to be activated. "She's ancient, I don't think she'd ever be able to choke down enough pride to ask a man for help. Do you think it's even possible to cure her? Amere said she was even breathing fire at one point? I don't think that's something that can be reversed." He looked down at his friend again and sighed. "Well I guess we should get out of here, Elune and Amere are probably both itching to tear my mother a new asshole... or try and you probably need to get back to your alchemy. I something tells me Kitori doesn't like her being here." He looked up at the ceiling and smirked a bit, the faint sound of metal scrapping on metal coming from the room where Kitori stored her armor and weapons.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>