<span style="color: #8000ff">"Anna knows I'm not picky and you know I trust you to read my thoughts. You tell her what I'm craving the most because I don't trust myself."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #5900b3">"Made from honey? I will have to try that at some point, it sounds quite interesting. I feel like you should have learned to not question me by now, if I want to make my body do something I will... But a crutch for support would be appreciated, just in case. Or maybe you can keep the wheelchair from rolling so I can lean against it?"</span>She got into the chair and looked at the blades before running them together to sharpen them<span style="color: #5900b3">. "You've given me sharp tools, expressed your dislike of me, and are willing to get into the shower with me? You are a strange woman. No, I don't need to shave but I would like to. It would make me feel better.'</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>