The Matron took a deep breath and nodded to Morah.<span style="color: red">"Perhaps but I don't have my hopes up. May I come in? I'd like to talk to you about something fairly personal."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: orange">"I would be very disappointed if I was able to walk for a few days after she finished with me." </span>She smirked and took a sip of the freshly squeezed milk and grinned.<span style="color: orange"> "Why is beyond me, Whisperia might have done it, she did it to me every chance she got when we all lived together in Ras' house."</span>Nyaka paused for a moment then downed her glass before milking Sarevess' other breast.<span style="color: orange">"Yes, her name was, well, is Syrenka. We weren't able to properly give her the care she needed in our living conditions at the time so she's living with her father and his wife, and then your past self's actions kinda... well, cut all ties you had with him and pretty much everyone outside of myself, Sell, and Jen... Whisperia is his mother. Don't know if I should have told you that but... you deserve to know the truth."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>