<span style="color: #a64dff">"Absolutely. I do believe you said something to the effect of 'my house is your house'? It only seems right that I get comfortable and raid your underwear drawers." </span>She nodded and stroked Eliza's head softly.<span style="color: #a64dff"> "Well you probably don't have the same soil and water that they used to grow, but things never taste the same when you try to replicate a family recipe. I can't claim to be much of a farmer but tending to nature and growing my own fruits and vegetables was a big part of Night Elven culture. Maybe, if our relationship permits, we can look into growing these things some time?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>