<span style="color: #666600">"Your lack of experience with mortals would lead to me believe that you may have missed something. It appears I was wrong, however. She's just enjoying her time with those books. Yes, yes, and when dealing with mortals efficiency isn't always the best method. It'd be more efficient to kill off the mortals who yell at me for simply existing, but instead I just smile and try to help them anyways." </span><span style="color: #000000">The'kal made a book appear on the table and pushed it to Karren</span>.<span style="color: #666600">"Can you read this?"</span>Karren looked at the book then to The'kal and was soon reading it with the same interest she had the children's books, drawing a frown to the goddess' face.<span style="color: #666600">"You can read that?"</span><span style="color: #ff8000">"Of course, it's an old language but it's still one worth knowing."</span>The'kal's frown only deepened and she looked to Whisperia.<span style="color: #666600">"That's one of Sharindia's published works, it's written in a long dead language using slang only a certain subset of Elves would ever use. Karren, which book do you like more? This one or the ones you were reading?"</span><span style="color: #ff8000">"I like them both. When I'm reading I don't have to worry about my... my memories not being right. I can focus on the words easier than I can my own." </span>The'kal's frown turned to a smile and she looked to Whisperia.<span style="color: #666600"> "Just give her a few days, I think she'll be fine. Worst case scenario you can work with Order here to fill in the blanks in her memory."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>