<span style="color: #99ffff">“That makes me happy to hear. I was always jealous of the mortal races, being able to settle down and create homes. It’s not the same for us Eternals but maybe I’ll give it a try here.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #666600">“I’m okay with her being spiteful towards me, she knows I’m only here to help and that’s enough for me. She’s even toned down the racism a little bit.”</span>He offered Sylavandra a smile then looked back at Ibara.<span style="color: #666600">“Then to the winery we go.” </span>He teleported all of them to just outside his house and he offered Sylavandra a return stone.<span style="color: #666600">“Use it once and it’ll bring you back here. Use it again and it’ll take you back to the city. You’re welcome to help yourself to the house as well. It’s fully furnished and the kitchen is stocked. Ibara, fee free to wander around as you please and I’ll remain by your side. We can speak as much or as little as you like.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #a64dff">“You can eat these. They were made by my mother to simulate the sensation of biting into souls, but without the guilt of actually harming anyone.” </span>She moved over to Zelina’s side and watched how she changed the diapers on the first daughter so she could do it herself in the future.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>