<span style="color: red">"I'm not upset. Ras needs to mind his tongue though. What happened between us is... personal and part of the few memories I have that were actually pleasant. I would rather him not use them in an attempt to be humorous." </span>"Sorry." The Troll looked at Amere then to the kitchen and jumped in surprise as everything began to move on its own. She crouched down and crawled into the kitchen to watch it work though her attention was focused mostly on the knives. "Sounds good to me, save the thigh and breast bones though. I'll use them for stock later on. And maybe give Eru something to snack on... Gali." He tapped his chin for a moment and looked to Singe. "How do you feel about Gali, for our daughter?"<span style="color: red">"It's different, but so is she. What does she think?"</span>The half-breed peaked her head over the counter to look at her parents.<span style="color: purple">"Gali. Is okay name, I like."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>