Jin'jara frowned a little before she looked at Nyaka.<span style="color: #b35900">"can you even imagine how... humiliating this is for me? i am not a baby who will forget all the diapers and the falls and all the other fumbling that comes with this body. my own daughter had to wipe my ass clean because i could do nothing to prevent shitting my diaper. i had always planned to kill myself before old age stripped me of my faculties, i swore i would not be the burden on my family that my mother was to me and yet here i am, useless, feeble, barely able to feed myself. i only persevere because i know it will get better."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #00ff80">"i counter that argument with Order, who after last night has every reason on Azeroth to help me and not a single reason left to help Vyre. i don't give a damn what kind of mortal friends Vyre has, they are no match for a woman who can bring life to our moons and restore the Forsaken to life with a glass of water."</span>Anna turned and before even Athena could react her mother was in her lap, her arms wrapped around Athena's neck and she shook her head.<span style="color: #0080ff">"no. you are my daughter and you need me."</span><span style="color: #8000ff"> "there are no shitty people here. there are two stupidly stubborn Elves, one old man stuck in his ways but trying very, very hard to be accepting, one heartbroken Dragon who just wants to be a mother... and me. i may be impatient with you but only because you choose to follow Vyre's path of self destruction with only a tiny fraction of her pain."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>