<span style="color: #4d4dff">"Am I not allowed to make jokes now? I let you put three eggs in me but when I try to be a little playful to lighten the mood it's all seriousness with you."</span>She let out a huff and kissed Ashia's shoulder.<span style="color: #b30000">"Maybe we should ask Order for some furniture then? This is the fault of her mate, the least she can do is clean up after her."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #4dffff">"Because Mistress is a kind and trusting soul and she deserves better than to fawn over someone like Ashia who doesn't care about her. And that heartless moron Nixen... Nail is too scared of her own feelings to be a proper caregiver. That just leaves me to tend to Mistress and Ashia's clutches that she doesn't care about."</span>She bristled with arcane energy and teleported Inaara back down.<span style="color: #4dffff">"Because I was going to teleport you onto a tiny block of ice. But you mocking me isn't worth harming you. I was raised better. Regardless, even I wanted... To be with him I have a clutch to care for. I can't leave."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>