"This is your city, you should feel more welcome than anyone else here. Perhaps we should talk to Tyrande about how you're being treated here? I know she can't make everyone suddenly like you, but it might help the sentinels better understand you. But even if not it'll be okay, we have the entire world to explore. We'll find a city for you to feel truly comfortable in."<br/><br/><span style="color: #ffa64d">"They are when those details are how I know when I need to stop and let her rest and when she wants to keep going. She can't get her desires sorted out and it's going to end with your axe in my head because I'm going to do something she asked for and then have her change her mind suddenly." </span>Monia's glare said this had been an ongoing problem between the two for a while and Kitori looked away.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"She doesn't do anything I don't want her to I just... sometimes get so wrapped up in our fun I never consider how long it's been since I last slept. And she's usually the one who stops to make me rest or go check on the children." </span>She frowned up at him and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffa64d"> "No, this is our vacation. I don't want to start it poorly by having to..." </span>The glow in her eyes went dim and she passed out on her feet then fell into Monia's waiting arms.<span style="color: #ff4dff"> "Sleep time, dearest." </span>Smiling, Monia carried the Elf to the bed and started to undress her before carefully tucking her in.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>