Ras waved Order off and started to prepare another plate of food to replace the one covered Order's feet.<span style="color: #8000ff"> "Every conversation you have with him ends up like this, why?" </span>Elerona's eyes were glowing as she looked between Ras and her mother.<span style="color: #8000ff">"You don't hate each other, in fact he holds a considerable amount of respect for you yet... why the hostility? I don't understand it."</span>The glow faded and she let out a sad sigh.<span style="color: #8000ff">"He'll take care of her. Ashia- no, dragons of any sort are not welcome in or nor my home."</span>Ras looked over his shoulder and shrugged. "You're still here? I accepted your apology then and I accept it now. And I apologize for lashing out at you again, I have no excuse. I'm just on edge with Elune's condition and now having to deal with Ashia and whatever fallout comes from The'kal. You Eternals can just be very frustrating to deal with at times, surely you understand."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>