"Don't feel bad, it wasn't your fault, just be happy you're both okay." Ras looked around the house and shrugged. "This ain't even half of it, I've got a son less than a week away from a Highborne, I've got a Blood Elf running around working in Silvermoon, a Tauren child who adopted me sleeping off a stomach flu upstairs." He gave the harpy another squeeze and shook his head. "You don't need to bring one home, not everyone can or would want to support a Harpy. But they usually only have one thing on their mind, and when that one thing is sated they can be quite handy to have around."<br/><br/><span style="color: blue">"She's getting upset over something she already knew, she's more of a child than Relene is." </span>Sahra's armor let out a sigh and followed the goddess over to her mount as the sounds of combat were silenced by Iron's blades.<span style="color: blue">"There's more than just blowing off steam with her, her armor shares a lot in common with mine, we can discuss it on the way home before you destroy me."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>