<span style="color: #ff4dff">"Oh I can behave, I just saw no reason to. Why didn't you tell me there was a bet going on? I could have waited to play with you." </span>Kitori growled softly and actually seemed mildly annoyed.<span style="color: #a64dff">"You already know the rules and I was feeding the children, just because I was bent over the crib doesn't mean... never mind." </span>She shook her head and headed back to tend to the children while Monia watched her go with a frown.<span style="color: #ff4dff">"She never asked me to stop or I would have."</span><span style="color: #ff0000">"You have an infectious personality I guess." </span>Karrie smiled up Ophidian and adjusted herself in the chair to get comfortable.<br/><br/><span style="color: #8000ff">"You don't know that, for all we know your treatment methods will one day fail and I'll shrivel up and die in agony. Or I may have a reaction to something in the final steps of my recovery and become permanently crippled." </span>She snorted and shook her head.<span style="color: #8000ff">"Then you're the first person to feel that way in my four hundred, I think, years of life. And I have to question your sanity because of it. Even when I'm strong enough to stand again I still can't do anything, there's no fighting to be done so I'm useless to your people."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>