<span style="color: darkorange">"She doesn't want to leave mother, and I highly doubt she'd want to let Jen go either. Maybe I'll try talking to her about it and see what she's good at, there's gotta be something in this city for her to do, with as much as she eats she really does need to help support the family. Or at least start hunting things that I can use for dinner, but the sentinels are obnoxiously strict about hunting here. I'll never be as good as I was, this body won't be strong enough for a high performance bow like what I had and pregnancy will strip away any extra strength I build up. It's best for me to just give it up completely and look for other things to, maybe knitting or... something.</span>" Nyaka let out a soft sigh and rolled onto her back to look up at the ceiling.<span style="color: darkorange"> "I wouldn't ask Ras for help anyways, I want to have my own life apart from him and depend on my own family. Even if he can't live without me."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>