Delithia nodded a little as Order spoke and rubbed the sleep from her eyes.<span style="color: #4d4dff">"That... yeah, we waited and were responsible adults about it." </span>Lonnie laughed softly and shook his head.<span style="color: #9999ff">"Is it past yer bedtime, priestess? I don't mind goin' back home and comin' ta visit with you another time."</span>The priestess shook her head and smiled.<span style="color: #4d4dff">"No, I'm sleepy but it's just been a rough past few days with life and stuff... I'm sure you know how it can be. I haven't gotten much sleep." </span><span style="color: #9999ff">"Well what about the harpy, where did you get the idea to get a harpy and keep her inside?" </span><span style="color: #4d4dff">"Pretty sure she was also Order's idea... or maybe mine, but she's so sweet and makes a very good pet."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff99cc">"You've always had a stutter as long as I knew you, maybe Vyre's death brought yours back in my time. It's definitely a nice change being about to talk to and understand everything you're saying. I'm glad to hear my mother was at least partially reasonable. I could see that father loved her dearly but getting him to say anything about her was like trying to squeeze blood from stone. And you... my mother would always break down in tears and become inconsolable for hours if anyone mentioned Vyre's name."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>