<span style="color: #ffff00">"im a mother, isnt that my job? we owe her our thanks, not your rediculous musings... i dont want to make an enemy of our people, i happen to like Eternals, they understand me, mortals never can and i dont want to be feared anymore. your time living among Demons has done far more damage then i feared and you just keep showing more of that damage."</span>she laughed as well but bitterly as she looked over at the group.<span style="color: #ffff00">"actually they just want to meet you. its very rare for us to get to really meet someone new... everyone tends to know everyone, it happens when almost everyone is a few thousand years old or more."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>