<span style="color: orange">"Mmm, what's the saying? Don't threaten me with a good time? I know I'd certainly enjoy watching you try your hand at being the boss for once."</span>The mage scowled as Whisperia stopped to talk to Nyaka then continued outside. Nyaka looked down again and nodded.<span style="color: darkorange">"I don't like it, but it was this or never see my family again. No, I- I... alcohol is what I always went to when I was, er, struggling, but I promised Sell I'd stop drinking. I've kept my promise but... having it here kinda helps."</span>She looked up at Whisperia as though she hadn't heard her right then looked up the stairs.<span style="color: darkorange"> "They... Sellendra shouldn't..."</span>Nyaka bit her lip before slowly standing up. "I would like that." With a forced smile she wiped away the tears that were no longer there and nodded.<span style="color: darkorange"> "I'm sorry, I know you don't care in the slightest so I won't bother you with my stories but I'll do my best to keep from being too obnoxious."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>