Inaara frowned faintly and then giggled and shook her head.<span style="color: #a64dff">"no. Anna is making supper for everyone but she doesn't expect to be repaid at all. she would like to be thanked and maybe for someone else to do the dishes for her since she is pregnant." </span>she let that hang a moment while Anna blushed to the tips of her ears.<span style="color: #a64dff">"in order for it to be prostitution the sex has to be dependent on some manner of payment. when people in a serious relationship have sex it's for the mutual pleasure, procreation, intimacy and a whole slew of other reasons but not for payment."</span>Ashia returned the kiss and smirked.<span style="color: #404040">"oh? i seem to remember you answering several of my compliments with arguments. i can't complain too much, your voice is lovely... listening to you sing lullabies to our baby is the most beautiful sound i have ever heard."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff4d4d">"i have mostly learned through trial and error, i didn't even have proper training to become a warlock. i am curious about what additional skills you think i need for my job." </span>she listened with growing concern and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"so you look like a mad woman associated with a criminal... fuck... okay... fuck..."</span>she stepped through the portal and looked up at the building with a frown.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"right, flying... this is all city lands for about twelve miles so we can cordon off a ten mile radius to ensure their safety. depending on what the landing looks like we may or may not be able to keep their arrival secret."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>