Emily sat down and pulled Frank close to let her whelp lay down over them<span style="color: #0080ff">. "I... I just want to be your friend, Ashia. I know you don't like us and don't want us to be the mothers of your children, but you... I like you a lot. So do all of my sisters and Miriam. Miriam really liked you before The'kal changed her to always be in heat." </span>Emily looked down at her daughter who gurgled happily and looked around at everyone in the room.<span style="color: #5900b3">"So, Ashia, how long do you think it'll take for our egg to hatch?"</span><br/><br/>"<span style="color: #b3b300">One of these days I want you to tell me why you despise me so much when I've done nothing but be polite and patient with you. For now just worry about saving your daughter, but I do want an answer later. Would either of you like anything else while I'm here? Perhaps a new bottle of wine? It's a new blend I'm experimenting with. The civilians are raving about it, but I'd love to hear what a uh... let's call it refined palate has to say on it. If you would humor me?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>