<span style="color: purple">"What a naughty little priestess you are, having to fight to keep your man's clothes on. You should be pure and chaste." </span>She poked Zelina's nose then tutted her.<span style="color: purple">"Not a whole person? You're the same woman I fell in love with back in the Bay, you may not have been a full person back then either but who really is? Everyone is a little damaged, and I still think you're perfect." </span>Unable to roll herself she pulled Zelina up into a kiss and smiled.<span style="color: purple">"When our children are born let's plan on working on a way to meet with Whisperia. As old as she is I'm hoping she'll have learned to forgive. In a few months you may have to start pushing me around in a wheel chair." </span>She looked down at her swollen stomach and rubbed it lovingly.<span style="color: purple">"I'm so huge already and I'm sure I'm only going to get bigger."</span><br/><br/>Naza looked up at Leena and waved to her.<span style="color: blue">"Yup. She fixed the Elf to lives here, saved her child, didn't she? So she owes Mistress. Mistress had, or is having an emotional melt down, it's physically painful for me to even be near her. Ashia wants books on how to deal with emotional trauma so we can help Mistress. Ashia can't read very well and I can't read at all, but we have to try something. And when I say emotional meltdown I mean the kind that gets people killed out of mercy. She just appeared and was a crying, screaming mess for no reason. Her only friends are a demon and uh... I guess she's technically a dragon? So we're not very good for emotional support, but we're all she has."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>