<span style="color: #666600">"Yes, yes. That's why I'm so hesitant to go back to the bar and see that news woman. She's insistent on getting her claws in me and I really don't know if I'm ready for it. She changes her dresses and her perfume every time trying to test my ability to resist her. I'm not arguing that he wasn't out of line, he was, but I don't know what I would have reacted any differently under less dire circumstances." </span>He started to drink again but stopped and nodded.<span style="color: #666600"> "I'll talk to Animus about it. I would need more territory but I could build a sanctuary for them... As it is we're pulled through a portal and dropped off on a mountain peak. There's dozens- maybe hundreds or more corpses up there, people who couldn't handle the sudden shock from the temperature change or just children who never had a chance. Every time another batch is pulled through a snow storm comes in and buries them, it's as if we're being killed off."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>