<span style="color: #5900b3">“Don’t give me attitude because I’m trying to understand what’s happening while I was tied to a bed for two weeks. I want to understand so drop the sarcasm please.” </span>She let Ashia speak and growled softly when she finished.<span style="color: #5900b3">“Ras! Come here and explain yourself!” </span>There was a long delay and she started to stand up to yell again but she stopped when Nail’s daughter appeared on the table with a small stick strapped to her back with a toy mouse attached to it. The hatchling was hissing and chirping in absolute delight as she chased the mouse. Ras, however never showed up.<span style="color: #5900b3"> “That prick... is that your kid? She’s adorable.” </span>She shook her head and reached out to touch the hatchling who jumped away from the hand.<span style="color: #5900b3">“It’s not an unfounded fear. It’s something I’ve experienced over thirty times, Ashia. All you need to do... all I hope you need to do is just be there for me after the egg is out of me.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>