"i have put my back through enough helping Sylavandra with her disabilities, i absolutely would not let a bunch of children ride on my back."<br/><br/><span style="color: #ff4d4d">"how would i know how you feel about anything? the only emotion you ever express is terse anger and even that is extremely hard to get out of you... you... you are truly astounding. you can probably tell me precisely how many times my heart has beat since the moment it started but you can't tell the difference between me treating you with active spite and a chipper morning greeting."</span>she nodded and finished her glass and refilled it.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"yes. absolutely stop doing that. you are no longer dying so you can be patient. the limited number of mortals who can digest the lessons you are trying to impart will slow the advancement and give people time to adjust which will be better for everyone in the long run. if you go making fake people out of laziness and inpatients then you will just keep making more and more of them until all of us real people seem like a needless bother. the next thing you know you've turned this city from a place where people live into the worlds biggest wind up clock and it serves no purpose at all." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>