<span style="color: #ff00ff">"I don't feel welcome anywhere... I thought my grandmother... But I couldn't trust her and she banished me, father didn't want me in his home... Inaara doesn't like me and Vyre is a moron." </span><span style="color: #8000ff">"Hey. And you can tell us we're not going to fight until you're as purple as we are but it's never going to stop.</span>" Athena mumbled something in their tongue and Vyre stopped to consider it before responding in kind. Under her hood Athena's flesh looked to be made of metal and her hair had regrown to its wild and uncut length.<span style="color: #ff00ff">"Fine, you can go home. I need to clean up my mess here." </span>She them home and about ten minutes later appeared, back to her normal fleshy self.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>