<span style="color: #ffa64d">"I tried to just get over it, do you remember what happened? I turned into a fucking demon and everything got worse for everyone. So yeah, just getting over it isn't an option for me." </span>Ras smiled a little and took a place at the table between the two women. Plates appeared before all three of them and soon a near banquet of fresh fruit and perfectly grilled and seasoned meats appeared on a cart that rolled in from the kitchen. "I am Ras, but I'm not the one you two are familiar with. I'm from another reality. I was dragged here by The'kal's power. But I can assure you your Ras and myself share many similarities. It's nice to meet you face to face, Britomart. I've heard much about you, but you were long dead in my time."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>