Mischa summoned a cloud for herself and belly flopped onto it to float around the house.<span style="color: #4da6ff">“You seem to have a knack for finding interesting people and creatures. But you’re quite interesting too. You don’t have to tell me anything you don’t want to hear, I don’t like to pressure people for things. But maybe you can… no, that’s probably in the book. Hm. Oh, Ashia was going to get me a new map of the world. Can I have one and possibly have the world’s leylines mapped out for me?”</span><br/><br/>Vyre was laying on the living room floor under a pile of Dragonling hatchlings, all of them were asleep but the Elf’s eyes snapped open.<span style="color: #5900b3">“Hm? Oh… oh, that was fast.”</span>She looked up at Order then looked away.<span style="color: #5900b3">“I’m… sorry. For everything I’ve said.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>