<span style="color: #336600">"Fine, fine. Just don't surprised if you wake up one day in a retirement home for druids and I'm running around with a young Troll in my arms." </span>He laughed softly and offered her a piece of toast.<span style="color: #336600">"I think the only one who does need it needs to be dragged back into bed more than anything."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #b35900">"Whisperia taught me that family helps family. You are family, and Whisperia told me that Rin would be able to help you. I can get you to Rin fast but you want to fight and argue with me instead of letting me just help you!" </span>Iron narrowed her eyes and was on Britomart in a flash, her hands replaced by dimly glowing talons.<span style="color: #b35900"> "Insult me one more time and getting back to Whisperia will be the least of your worries."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>