Emily took a deep breath and rubbed her face.<span style="color: #4d4dff">"Because you are... because... never mind." </span>She growled softly which would get the attention of a few people as they walked by.<span style="color: #4d4dff"> "You know what I mean, Frank. But you are... I don't know how to put these thoughts into words. I like you for you and you make me happy."</span>She remained silent for a while as they walked, everything she had purchased being teleported back home except for the stroller which had turned into a simple basket.<span style="color: #4d4dff"> "Frank, my scales are worth more than simple coins. That money is the change from the transaction. Everything I purchased was paid for with those two scales I gave them and that's the remaining value. It's worth nothing to me so if you don't want it just put it down and let someone else find it and take it. Or you can give it to Ana so even if things don't work with Vyre she can escape and buy herself a home. And here, this is for you too." </span>She handed him a leather book bag and smiled.<span style="color: #4d4dff"> "That'll keep your books safe and no matter how many you put in there it'll never weigh too much."</span><br/><br/>Crimzon sighed softly and nodded<span style="color: #660000">. "I would never forgive myself if you were injured for my sake." </span>She leaned back in to kiss Tyrande once more then moved her lips to her lover's neck and bit deeply to start drinking. After a while the only smell of blood was what was left on Tyrande's robes and Crimzon backed up. Her wounded abdomen now had a slight silver scar running across it from Tyrande's blood healing the wound, but Crimzon stood tall and proud once again.<span style="color: #660000"> "The damage was severe, but I will return to normal with time. Now eat your meal, before it's completely cold."</span>She took a deep breath and walked over to look out of the window.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>