<span style="color: darkorange">"You worry too much my love, even in the past you were always worried about me. And it was only the rare occasion that I actually did something catastrophic. It might have been, but you'll see it soon enough. I'm excited to go furniture shopping and get moved in, then I can drag you and Sell off into our own bedroom for sloppy drunk sex without disrupting Jen and the baby's sleep. And Sell will be able to find claim the title of head of the household." </span>Nyaka kissed Sarevess' cheek and smiled.<span style="color: darkorange">"She's Ras' mother, Trollish goddess of fertility, and one of the few honest people left on this world. With her help, Sellendra will be able to make me a mother. I tossed around the idea of letting you be able to do it, but after trying to imagine what a Night Elf-Naga hybrid would look like I decided against it."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>