Da’raki shrugged and tapped his cup causing it to refill.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">“I’ll see if I can talk to her but I’m not too worried. And I don’t know if I could love an adopted child, maybe I could but I wouldn’t know until I met one I guess.” </span>He smiled a little and nodded.<span style="color: #ff4d4d"> “I’m not good at controlling ghouls, but I can just move things with my power so that’s basically the same thing. Cleaner too.”</span><br/><br/>“You’re not being honest, you’re being needlessly stubborn when I’m trying to joke with you. I’ll have to tell Rintha she needs to step up her game with how quickly that high faded. Maybe I can just infuse some of my wine with her product and some mana and make a much more effective product.” Nyarien poked at a dumpling and nodded.<span style="color: #b30000">“Sounds like a fireball spell an apprentice mage would learn. But Humans always did like to upsell their fantasies.”</span>Ras smiled at Leena and refilled everyone’s glasses. “Thank you Leena. I get enough of negativity from Ibara and her mother, and the priestesses in the Temple. I don’t want it in my home.”<span style="color: #b30000">“Why would they care if you’re fucking Ibara? Jasmine doesn’t love you and you’re not in a relationship with her.”</span>Ras rubbed his forehead and inhaled deeply then exhaled slowly. “I’m not having sex with anyone. Half the of High Priestesses voted against trying to help Ibara, they don’t approve of me being there and trying to help her. They think I should just leave and let Ibara return to her duties.”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>