<span style="color: #4dffa6">"I'm afraid i don't know who Azshara is... but she sounds... well, worse then i got words for."</span>he looked at the helmet and shook his head a little and sighed. Anna marched across the room and slapped Athena.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"i said not to hit her when she was pregnant but you did that anyway and then you threatened the baby directly! you don't get to barge into my life and make me love you and then run away! her past was miserable and so was mine... do you think i never sit and complain about my husband sticking huge fucking needles through my nipples?"</span>Frank grimaced and squirmed uncomfortably while Anna continued.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"did i hit you when you showed me my Mistress getting brutally murdered? i have been having nightmares about it since you showed me. but i hugged you because you needed to talk about it and you needed to cry and be held and sung to. her past is a thousand times longer then yours and it was bloody miserable and she won't get better by being hit. she will get better by talking about it and crying about it and being held and loved just like every other person who ever lived!"</span>she grabbed Athena's shirt and yanked her down to her own level.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"your going to apologize and then your going to march into that kitchen and have breakfast with your family and your not gonna give me no sass about not needing to eat." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>