"Because I would rather have you as a potential ally than a potential threat to my family. Your loyalties are no better than a mercenary's, I don't doubt for a fact that you'd come after my family if you were offered a big enough bag of gold. You would be more... useful as a family friend than as a rug, and honestly? I'm tired of the bloodshed. I don't want to kill you." Ras shook his head and looked at the ground for a moment. "It's what we both wanted, we had been planning to have a family after she became an Elf again. Then the blood thing happened, she didn't tell me what had happened, she became incredibly distant so I just figured the plans were cancelled. No, Ashia, and that's one of the reasons why I'm apologizing. Because you did what was best for Vyre, I am thanking you for taking care of Vyre when I couldn't and I'm apologizing for how I've treated you." He stood after a moment and offered her a hand. "I am thankful to have her, and I'm thankful to have you in my life. I brings me considerable relief knowing that I can rely on you to take care of Vyre while she's here in Silvermoon."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>