<span style="color: #ffff00">"she makes herself suffer... Eternal power is an expression of will and emotion. she is so afraid she will fuck up that she quite literally sabotages herself from the very beginning of everything she tries. for me, my imagination is limited by the same emotional limits that that have kept me sane no matter how much i wish i had gone rabid with rage and pain and been put down before the Titans found this planet. yes, questionable information shows something that seems impossible... i am investigating the information given me but with precautions, is that not fair?"</span><span style="color: #ffa64d">"she is trying, and failing, to say that she is trying to trust you two just a little, making a first step as it were."</span><span style="color: #ffff00">"yes, i am trying... you forget that my top suspect is the Timelost Chaos. she would have plenty of reason to want me separated from my Chaos since her Order is long dead. she is far older then me, i can't push her anymore then you can physically push me. it will take some time to gather reinforcements, even if it is my son i would do him no good getting sucking down in with him." </span><span style="color: #ffa64d">"why is there no hope in your voice? your son may be alive... if anything you sound even more miserable."</span>Order looked at Morah and grimaced.<span style="color: #ffff00">"his name is justice... i am covered in the blood of trillions... my mate rejected and tried to murder me, my daughter hates me with every fiber of her being... he will hate me so much more then i am even capable of feeling... he may very well kill me, and i wouldn't raise a finger to defend myself because i deserve it."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>