<span style="color: #404040">"i fail her if i am not there when she needs me to be."</span>she returned the kiss and let Miriam deepen it but as she had already told them there was no passion to her kisses.<span style="color: #404040"> "i would really like that."</span><br/><br/>Inaara smirked and then turned to head inside and motioned for Spite to follow.<span style="color: #a64dff">"this way grumpy."</span>she lead Spite into the kitchen where Frank was busy making coffee and he had a slab of bacon laid out by the stove along with some eggs. "<span style="color: #a64dff">Frank, this is Emily, a Blue Dragonling. Emily, this is frank."</span>Frank looked back at them a little surprised but he smiled politely.<span style="color: #4dffa6">"hmm? oh, it, um, an honor to meet you Emily. sorry, i am still waking up and erm... i didn't know there were any others like Ashia besides her children?"</span><span style="color: #a64dff">"she is shaped like Ashia but completely female. she used to be a normal Blue Dragon but The'kal made her into a Dragonling and made it so she can walk."</span><span style="color: #4dffa6">"i see. well, umm, sit, please, that chair there is Ashia's so your tail doesn't get pinched and um, would you like breakfast? i can only make simple foods but i am pretty decent at it... if that is uh, worthy of a Dragon?"</span>Inaara chuckled and sat down.<span style="color: #a64dff">"we would love breakfast Frank."</span><span style="color: #4dffa6"> "great, coffee anyone?"</span><span style="color: #a64dff"> "yes please."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>