*"I... I suppose... I just wish I could touch you again, Seychelle. I love you, my dearest sister." Then, still seeming a bit pained, Gabrielle turned from her twin, back to the attendants. "Err... non. Zhat ees... all I have found. Do you zhink zhat vill do? Or ees zhere anyzhing else I may 'elp with?"<br/><br/>*translated from french<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>