<span style="color: #a64dff">"Have you tried just reaching out to her? She usually responds, but I've noticed we haven't heard from Order either and she usually keeps some sort of presence in our home." </span>She nodded and resumed her meal.<span style="color: #a64dff">"Yes mother."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #666600">"And I just need friends and support, just like you do, just like my mortal friends. I'm not being pleasant, I'm being myself." </span>She winced a little and nodded.<span style="color: #666600">"If I remove those blocks... there's a lot of bad memories there, most of her life has been awful. She was born shortly before The Council made their move so she's only known conflict and misery. I'm scared to pull those blocks."</span><br/><br/>Delithia grinned as she was granted her wish and once hydrated she crawled on top of Order and kissed her deeply again.<span style="color: #4d4dff"> "You still need to make it up to me. I do think you said something an island for me and my harpy harem? Why don't you tell me about that some more. Just tell me, I don't want to go anywhere."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>