<span style="color: #4dffff">"Don't you think your daughter is terrified enough, Frank? Do you really feel comfortable with having me around knowing that she's been cowering in the hall the whole time? It's my fault she's upset, it's..." </span>She looked up at Ashia and shook her head.<span style="color: #4dffff">"You heard my Mis... Miriam, I was never forced, I thought I had to mate with you and I never thought to voice my opinion. Even when she asked I always just told her what I thought she wanted to hear." </span>She looked down at her feet and leaned against Ashia a little.<span style="color: #4dffff"> "I did enjoy it, I just don't want to be a mother. I'm not fit for motherhood. Maybe if Frank can... If he's willing to put up with someone like me, broken, paranoid, spiteful... Maybe I'll change my mind, maybe I'll go back to the caverns with you and raise my clutch. Maybe I'll be responsible for the lives that I created. I just need some time to process this. I do like you, Ashia. I like Ruby. I like the life you want to provide for us and I want to be a part of it... I honestly do. But I don't want you as a mate or a consort. I will give you all of the blue eggs you want, but only if my mortal lover accepts that. I don't know if that'll be Frank or some other man. So take care of Miriam for me, she's stubborn and crass, and can be a raving lunatic when she gets passionate about something but she's got a good heart and a good head on her shoulders even if she gets distracted every now and then."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>