"Thank you dear. I've had to rely on you for so much in the past, for just about everything, it's about time I start taking care of my problems and my family on my own." He looked at Inaara and smirked. "And Vyre is not a woman of her word. But as you said, you do what she gave you permission to do and it still pisses her off. Well at the risk of upsetting my daughter's delicate sensibilities I'm curious what our dearest Elf did to upset you so. Oh, I'm not going to age any further so I'm quite content in that regard but I was mostly joking. You make a fine relic of a once, no doubt, glorious people. Like Sharindia here... She could do with a good dusting though, I think she's been sitting around too long again." He jokingly brushed Sharindia's shoulder as if knocking away some dust.<br/><br/><span style="color: #5900b3">"Oh ho? So they recorded me and Eliza? I would like to see those records sometime. For... verification that they accurately described how our time together went. I would hate for anything to be misrepresented." </span>She collected his plate when he finished and went to wash them off.<span style="color: #5900b3">"Yes, but now you have two young people who are old enough to tease and taunt you in a way to make your pants get tight. And then what? I would have to take my cranky old man to Eliza's shop and help him pick out a new toy. Imagine how awful that would be."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>