<span style="color: #ffff00">"no, you've begun making it worse since you started ignoring my first rule. never use your powers on another without their consent unless they are dying. try thinking of it this way. unless your target is actively dying using your powers on someone without their consent makes whatever you do assault."</span>she nodded and sighed softly.<span style="color: #ffff00">"go ask Susan for advice... I'm doing my part and trying to talk about the pain."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #b30000">"that sounds like a lot of work for little to no gain so I'm against it on principle."</span>she nodded and poured him glass of wildhammer whiskey and walked over to offer him the glass at arms length, obviously still nervous.<span style="color: #b30000">"why don't you just laugh at them? you're job is to fuck up the corrupted people, not help them. laugh in their faces and remind them that it's not your job to protect their ill gotten gains."</span>she managed a bit of a smile and tapped her glass to his.<span style="color: #b30000">"i hope so. that sounds fr nicer then the screaming fights and crying I've seen before." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>