<span style="color: #666600">"No! I can handle this, I can help... I know I can help. Azeroth is my world and I've been too hands off for too long. I won't do anything without you being at my side, but I won't give up. And I don't want to go home, I want to spend time with you. I've missed you."</span><br/><br/>The'kal growled softly into the kiss and nodded.<span style="color: #666600"> "I can make you durable enough to take him but even I can't give you that kind of strength without changing you too much. And that wouldn't be good." </span>She smiled slowly broke the kiss to slide out of Vestla's arms and change into a Dryad, but was on her hooves for all of a second before tripping over herself and falling into the grass.<span style="color: #666600">"Oh don't worry about getting to judge it, there will be more than enough to go around if I made the proper changes."</span>After a bit of flailing she managed to get back up and stretched her legs a little.<span style="color: #666600">"Come warm me up, Romas. Then make your wife jealous."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>