<span style="color: #b3b300">“That’s not right, is she still alive? I have some words for her and the other mother. Dragon or Elf, you don’t get to sit on your high horse and judge your own children without helping them.”</span>He shook his head and smiled at her.<span style="color: #b3b300">“When was the last time someone held you, Leeta? I may be a third your size but I’m still a father. Come here, you need this. I’ll find you something productive to do and you’ll make both of your mothers proud one day. Now bring it in, I promise I don’t bite.” </span>He motioned for her to hug him again, but he didn’t move any closer to let her maintain control of the situation.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>