Ashia listened with a faint frown but nodded.<span style="color: #404040">"so... when we get home your going to give me back all my good back-teria right? i wouldnt want to get sick."</span>she smiled a little and nodded.<span style="color: #404040"> "i see gems of every kind... my daughter would go nuts trying to cart this whole world home, she loves gems more then gold... its a shame the maker of this world is dead, imagine all the things he could have made."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>