<span style="color: #ff0000">"my mother used to say that about me..."</span>she smiled as she listened and she started softly stroking Syrenka's head with her free hand.<span style="color: #ff0000">"that sounds adorable."</span><br/><br/>Leena squeezed Nyarien tight and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff0000">"that is your maternal instincts arguing with your other emotions dear and it's okay."</span>she looked at Nyarien and then bit her lip.<span style="color: #ff0000">"how about this. Zelina will take the boy for a while and you can see how you feel about him being gone."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>