<span style="color: #99ffff">“Very well, I see why you would be nervous about machines then. I’m guessing it’s their ability to think or make decisions that allows them to be so efficient in helping these mortals rather than outright replacing them. I can see why you would have trouble trusting it but also not be able to replace it.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #666600">“You don’t see it, do you?” </span>Ras kept up with Ibara easily and she soon found herself walking in place as if trying to walk on ice.<span style="color: #666600">“You feel nothing but misery until someone mentions your child then you explode into this rage. I understand why you’re angry and I’m not trying to diminish your feelings, but this reaction isn’t natural. That’s why I was curious about the wine, if this was a normal anger it would have been stifled.”</span>He folded his arms and walked in front of her.<span style="color: #666600"> “I think Order sabotaged our efforts to aid you. I think her hatred of the native Ras, and me by extension tainted her work. But enough of that… Um, I’m… I’m sorry. I’m sorry I’ve forced my help on you but I just wanted to do what I can.” </span>He created a return stone and offered it to her.<span style="color: #666600">“That’ll take you back to your room. I’ll make sure to only bring you meals again and nothing else. If you can, I hope you can forgive me for trying to figure out what was happening. I only ever wanted to help you.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>