<span style="color: #b3b300">"We'll see the future holds and I'll leave it at that. I don't know that I agree with you blocking communications between Ras and anyone else. I'm not dictating anything, I'm just stating how things will happen. Ashia doesn't have the control over her children to stop them from running around and she can't make Ras just not care for them. There's no easy solution to this and I'm not sure I want to put in the effort to solve it right now. Everything has been at least temporarily resolved and that's good enough."</span><br/><span style="color: #5900b3"><br/>
"From what you've told me I wouldn't get too worried. She's an infant, likely well past her nap time, coming down from a coffee high, and then having some serious shit dropped on her by the person she probably loves the most. Once she's rested up I expect to see her running around with her siblings in no time. Seriously? You don't trust me to keep our brood safe?" </span>Vyre growled something in her native tongue and shrugged.<span style="color: #5900b3">"Fine, whatever."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>