Isabelle frowned confusedly but followed Rayne out of curiosity.<span style="color: #663300">"i do not know if my frust-if my rage, can be solved with pleasure and even so i would prefer to go to one of our beds."</span>she looked at Rayne and then at the tree.<span style="color: #663300">"and what if i say i would rather stroke your ears to see if my hunch about them is correct? i have no idea who Eliza is or what store she could be found at to learn such secrets nor do i know an easy way to find a random shopkeeper. you can tell Jass to relax, unlike our teeth yours are self repairing which is the only way you could survive forever without needing new teeth. sour blue ones that get sweet, i will see what i can find."</span>she looked at Rayne and shook her head.<span style="color: #663300">"this tree is not large enough to have sex in, the branches would break." </span>she watched Rayne climb and then disappear with a confused frown that only grew when Rayne returned.<span style="color: #663300"> "what a what is? that word didn't translate." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>