Chiren flinched and clung to Vyre’s arm.<span style="color: #9999ff"> “Want Poppa Ras and Momma Mere… Poppa Ras help Chi-Chi!”</span>Vyre sighed softly and kept washing the child until she was tomato-free.<span style="color: #5900b3"> “No, Ras, she’s fine but you can get her later. And yes I feel better, thank you.” </span>She looked back at Ashia and shook her<span style="color: #5900b3"> head. “I hope so. Nyarien was a disappointment so I’m hoping these children make me proud.” </span>She used her free hand to rub Anna’s belly softly and smiled at her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>