Amere nodded a little before she looked back at him.<span style="color: #ff4dff">"what are your hopes for this child?"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #404040">"i was too weak to act on that impulse... being resurrected sucks and i still had to deal with the problem that killed me. i ate enough to feed me three times over and my strength still isn't what it should be."</span>she frowned faintly and shook her head and motioned to the wall which was heavily cracked and there was a lot of broken stone on the floor.<span style="color: #404040">"i wish i could stop thinking about her and what happened... i punched the walls until my hands bled and it did nothing to distract me."</span>she sighed and then stood up.<span style="color: #404040"> "fine, lets go bathe."</span>she was about to open the door when Anna knocked on it.<span style="color: #4da6ff"> "M-M-Mistress? i have your c-coffee."</span>she opened the door for Anna who looked at her and then at Vyre and back to Ashia.<span style="color: #404040"> "Anna, sweety, i am not mad at you and i won't hurt you, please stop stuttering... i am angry but i am mostly hurt, sad and i was afraid i had hurt Vyre because i wasn't here for her when she woke up like i promised."</span><span style="color: #4da6ff">"b-but you shut the d-door on m-me."</span>"<span style="color: #404040">i know my temper frightens you and i didn't want you to see me punching the wall. i also didn't want you in here to see Vyre and i fight if she was mad at me, it was all for your protection... no matter what happens to me or between Vyre and me we both agree that you and your baby are utterly precious and must be protected, even if that means we have to suffer more. can you carry the coffee to the bathroom for us? Vyre needs to bathe, she smells like someone else and it's upsetting us both."</span><span style="color: #4da6ff">"of course."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>