"No." She smiled a little and wiped her finger clean. "But you were never going to use it anyways." Erin teleported away from Britomart then back down to the gate and rang the buzzer. Even from the distance Britomart could sense her own sassy attitude in her timelost daughter. "May I come in and join you for breakfast? You're so much different from the woman who raised me, partially because you don't have the same regret she did."<br/><br/>As Order repaired the scarring, Athena began shift uncomfortably and Order would detect the young woman's energy was sparking wildly without a hint of control that threatened to fry her again at any moment. Though Anna seemed to be keeping her calm and at no real risk of injury.<span style="color: #ff99ff"> "How... how do you expect me to learn to function again? I'm... I don't have anyone who can help me and you're The'kal's mate so I don't... I don't want her near me."</span>With her face healed, Anna would be delighted to see a near splitting image of a younger Vyre but with small tusks and vibrant orange hair that would remind her of a sunset.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>