Looker laughed and leaned back in his chair.<span style="color: #9999ff">“Honestly? You’re not going to like this but I’ve spent just about all of my time pouring over ways to help her live the best possible life.” </span>He held up a hand and a window appeared before them. On the other side was a Human farmhand, a young woman struggling to haul a bale of hay to feed some manner of farm animal.<span style="color: #9999ff">“She will be a far better pet to Delithia than any harpy will be. She wants to learn about the world and wants a few children. Christina Marie Smith I think her name is. She’ll love Lily and Amry and dote on them like Delithia does, she’ll make a great caretaker for the hatchlings and her own children. And she’ll be a good student and lover for Delithia.” </span>Looker took another drink and sighed.<span style="color: #9999ff">“I should find myself a lover… so many interesting mortals and I still spend every moment of every day here with nowhere to go.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #a64dff">“And I wanted you to carry me.” </span>She stuck her tongue out at Order before picking her up and kissing her deeply.<span style="color: #a64dff"> “You should take me up to that moon sometime and let me fuck a real Seraphim. Just a one night stand with a bunch of beautiful birdies.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>