Monia's pulse was gone and her body was rapidly cooling down from being in contact with Ophidian's cold scales.<span style="color: #a64dff">"Can we kick that bar tender's ass? I don't care if it was an accident, I don't care if she'll just pop back up. This... this isn't okay."</span><br/><br/>"Bring some fruit with you, I need to... clear my thoughts so I'll show you to your room before I leave." He didn't even want for her as he headed for the door and went down the hall towards the stairs.<br/><br/><span style="color: #b30000">"Of course. I'm sure he'd be all over my mother though." </span>There was an uncharacteristic hint of jealousy in her voice.<span style="color: #b30000"> "Ras? A good judge of character? Aren't you his friend?" </span>She looked down at her mate with a small smile and scooped her up.<span style="color: #b30000">"Sounds like he's a pretty awful judge of character. Get rid of the boy sounds so... hostile. I'll meet with him later to discuss my son with him. I don't want him either but I'm not going to just hand him to the first person to express interest."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>