<span style="color: red">"You haven't offered to tell me. You didn't like me from the moment you met me, I didn't see a reason to make you talk to me any more than you had to. We have jobs to do, we can be friends when the city is safely sustaining itself. I've used my mouth before, I had to use potions to keep my body functional. I'm not some cripple you need to take pity in." </span>Nalo was quiet for a moment and shook her head.<span style="color: red">"You've aged poorly for an Elf. I also can't imagine those five children without some trouble. I'm just fine at it, usually I have more to go off of than just wrinkles and baggy robes."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>