"And where I was thinking that famed Highborne pride would want your descendants to be as pure as possible. I hope Vyre lets the rest of her family meet the child, I'm curious to see what the baby will look like. I've never seen Nyarien as an Elf so I don't know how well Vyre's beauty passes on to her offspring." He looked at Inaara and shook his head. "Really? I only treat her that way because I have no choice. We had made amends, she told me all she had done for our family and I thanked her and promised her a drink. Now whenever she comes in conversation my blood gets hot. I owe her everything and want to be her friend but I can't. If she lifted the curse I could at least tell her everything and let her decide how she wants to proceed."<br/><br/><span style="color: #5900b3">"Well yeah, and like I said I would use it for that. I was just saying that I liked walking around too." </span>She nodded and leaned back in her seat, now getting more comfortable with being driven around.<span style="color: #5900b3">"Maybe I'll have you take me out to one of those shops sometime. I'm curious to see what colors they can do. It might be fun to spruce up this metal lawn ornament. Hmm... I wonder if the back windows could be made darker, then Eliza and I could do all sorts of morally objectionable things back there. No, I need to focus on my singing and Isabelle. Eliza will come later... and often."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>