Despite her stumbling Crimzon kept up easily, her size belying her unnatural speed even if Tyrande was already familiar with her unending stamina.<span style="color: #660000">“Yes, are the clothes comfortable? I have never used my power to create something for someone else. This was a first for me.”</span><br/><br/>Elerona sighed softly but dropped the subject at Susan’s request. “<span style="color: #a64dff">How do I change then, my love? I do love you. I love you so much. I… I got scared of you when you changed, I was scared you would leave me so I tried to mentally prepare myself. I was scared you would blame so I kept my distance as to not upset you, I… I tried so hard not to hurt you that all I did was hurt you when you needed me the most.  I don’t ignore it, I hear and see everything but my fear of losing you it…”</span>She pulled Susan back into her arms and squeezed her tight.<span style="color: #a64dff"> “I will always love you. I have always loved you and I will do anything to earn your forgiveness.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>