Ras smiled and his hand flashed, muting the sounds of his footsteps and Inaara's hooves on the hardwood floor. He walked over to his and kissed her cheek before hugging her from behind. "I've brought her here to meet you, don't worry, she's here on a job and not another woman moving in.”<br/><br/>Ras squeezed Jasmine again and nodded.<span style="color: #006666"> “I think I already know how I’ll feel about you being drunk, but I’m looking forward to it all the same.” </span>Animus looked at Jasmine like she just grew a second head.<span style="color: #b30000">“Cock wrapper? Sleeping with Ras? What are you… oh, yeah, that was something the younger priests were discussing. Well I’m glad you didn’t have sex with him then? I’m not really sure what to say about that. I’m pretty sure he and Miss Goldenblossom were in a relationship anyways.” </span>She shook her head and looked back at the drone.<span style="color: #b30000">“Understood. I’ll see if I can get my cannons retrofitted with communication modules to help guide the Seraphim to a safe landing location. They’re highly mobile platforms capable of low atmospheric hovering. They would, in theory, be able to reach the Seraphim’s communication network before the less desirable races even spot them on the horizon.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>