<span style="color: #4d4dff">"Really? I thought she was more comfortable than that around us. Maybe I've been a bit overbearing with her and making her uncomfortable then... I know she can't eat food like us but maybe we can find some way to pamper her and show her how much we love and appreciate her."</span><br/><br/>Ras walked over to Ibara and wrapped one arm around her, loose enough that she could pull away if she wanted to. "To quote our mechanical friend 'she has hands, she can hold things'. So I guess she expects Louise to just hold things for Vincent... I don't know, I'm just doing my best to mitigate any interactions you have to have with Animus." Louise shrunk away from Slyavandra and looked at Ras then back to the Elf.  She was a ideal farmer's daughter. Fairly young, bright red hair with cheeks covered in freckles, she had strong arms from working the farm and seemed quiet nervous around the Horde races.<span style="color: #99ccff">"Um... you- Hello."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>