<span style="color: #b3b300">“I don’t really know how to put into words how wrong that analogy is. Everyone gets hurt, everyone has their heart broken, their back stabbed. But the friends we have are the ones who can truly heal those wounds. Friends support you when you’re down and hurt, they give you a reason to get up and socialize and experience new things.”</span>He shook his head and smiled.<span style="color: #b3b300">“We live in a world where goddesses walk among us. Forsaken people can drink from a fountain and grew flesh and blood. You don’t think someone who is friends with a Justicar can change their race? And if someone really presses you about it you can just tell them it’s an Orb of Deception.”</span>His smile widened and he nodded.<span style="color: #b3b300">“Goblin rocket fuel it is.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>