Tyrande laughed softly and shook her head.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "no, life will still happen and throw things at you you you would never expect. do you think my life is so standard? i still got an adopted daughter thrown in my lap thousands and thousands of years ago."</span><br/><br/>Ashia growled back at Nail but it was more pained then aggressive. she looked at Miriam's hand and then squeezed it gently.<span style="color: #404040">"stop it... stop defending her, it hurts too damned much and it makes me want to hurt you and i don't want to do that."</span>she looked over at Ruby and then back at Nail and then down at the ground and she wiped her eyes with her free hand.<span style="color: #404040"> "i am not good company for anyone right now, i haven't been able to get control of my emotions."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>