<span style="color: #8000ff">"I don't know. I've never looked for a mate. Ras found me and... I don't remember what drew me to Nyarien's father, I can't even remember his name. I don't know that I'm ready to take on another project like that. I still have Anna here to care for." </span>She looked to her pet and smiled.<span style="color: #8000ff"> "How would you feel if I offered to adopt my grandson?"</span><br/><br/>The'kal appeared near Elune and frowned.<span style="color: #666600">"Then Order is either seeing ghosts or someone is pretending to be a dead woman. Delithia Sweetwinds, a priestess of yours. She was slain about five years ago, she and her wife are buried side by side in Tanaris. Today Order tells me she's met Delithia in Silvermoon and is considering spending more time with her. I know about your priestess because her wife was a Troll, I blessed both of their funeral services."</span><br/><br/>Elerona sighed and shook her head.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"Hurting people is just part of life, it's learning to prevent it that'll make you a better person. This Delithia woman, that's an Elven name. I'm sure she's been through enough break-ups that you won't hurt her if things don't go well. Even if romance doesn't work you can still try to be friends with her."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>