Isabell looked up at Rayne to answer but the Elf was running off too quickly and she sighed and went inside. in the hovercar Jass looked at her and shook his head as he pulled out of the driveway and onto the road.<span style="color: #b3b300">"that wasn't about you Rayne. as i said before Isabell should already have a mate and children. she is stunningly beautiful, she has a great job and everything else she could possibly want from life. she can probably even get laid whenever she wants but... she has probably received dozens of Proclamations and made many of her own but had all of those relationships broken off as soon as the other person knows she is sterile."</span>he turned down the larger roads and accelerated.<span style="color: #b3b300">"her comment about rejected people needing porn obviously brought all of that up... anyone would be depressed over being rejected so many times. but for her it must be so much worse, i expect she feels incredibly inadequate as a woman and unworthy of being loved because she cannot have children, the very reason she is will have been rejected any number of times."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #404040">"i would have made it taller but i didn't expect any of the children to be here... i can't stress enough how much i had come to doubt that the mothers of these children actually existed. by the time Ana delivers her child ours will have already hatched so there never would have been any infants in this room with the egg."</span>she nodded a little and smirked a bit, pressing herself against Vyre gently.<span style="color: #404040">"i will remind you of that when she starts being a mischievous little shit... i can already see it in her eyes. some children just love to test boundaries and she will be one of them. don't do that Vyre, that makes it sound like we used you. you inspired us to push past our own pain and learn to live again, that is an amazing, wonderful thing, not 'being of use'. your not a rope i pulled myself out of quicksand with, you are the woman i love."</span><br/><br/>Karrie walked over to sit, or rather plop down and listened to her.<span style="color: #ff0000">"because everything about you matters to me."</span>she listened to Nyarien and then nodded a bit.<span style="color: #ff0000">"he told me the exact same thing, with more detail though and i really hope to never experience telepathy again. anyway, since you don't seem to be mad at him on a personal level which would be unfair but mad at the choice you had to make i see no reason to make you discuss it further. Athena's needy twat is her problem, not ours and i see no reason to worry about her any further. i brought the clothes he gave us to start with and a bag of money, what do you say we got to Darnassus and the Exodar and spend a bunch of money? you could use the distraction."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>