"Oh I have, and I'm completely okay with indulging her little fantasy. Over time. She has all the time in the world to give me the flock of her dreams."<span style="color: #4da6ff">"Oh?"</span>Monia's question came out as a purr<span style="color: #4da6ff">. "So if I turned myself blue and gave myself a nice, husky accent I could find myself in bed with you?" </span>She mocked a Draenei's thick accent and smiled.<span style="color: #4da6ff"> "My horns are every bit as durable."</span>"Not around the children." Kitori turned to face Ophidian and used her now free hand to shush him.<span style="color: #4d4dff">"She lives with your own goddess, I think it's okay to let her hold our daughter. Relax, we're with family. And if Ras trusts her she's probably only partially crazy, plus there's no rivers for her to try to drown her in." </span>While she grinned to Ophidian, the Naga would see a very familiar murderous look flicker across his brother's face for the briefest of moments.<span style="color: #4d4dff"> "Thank you, she's been an absolute dream to care for."</span>"We'll discuss Sarevess later, Shauna. We invited them over for dinner so we should try to keep topics of conversation light and friendly."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>