<span style="color: darkslateblue">"well right now he attacks me on sight so i think we can make things a little better then that."</span>Sharindia raised one brow and shook her head.<span style="color: darkslateblue"> "theres nothing wrong with this couch. no, right now Relene is a ball of contradicting instincts and hormones all wrapped up in a body too young for the mind inside it and people keep treating her how she looks which frustrates the hell out of her." </span><br/><br/><span style="color: red">"hardly the point." </span>she frowned and shook her head.<span style="color: red">"thats rediculous and disgusting, i can straighten all this out with a little time and maybe a little help from a healer."</span>she shook her head before sighing softly.<span style="color: red">"who did this to you?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>