<span style="color: #4da6ff">"It's not about making a dent, it's about making a point. That point being you may see yourself as a godlike being but I'm still going to pick on you."</span><span style="color: #666600">"Then maybe you're not completely hopeless."</span>Delithia rolled her eyes and shook her head.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"She doesn't need me around every waking moment. I doubt she'd even want me around that often. Once a week, every seven days." </span>She held up seven fingers and wiggled them.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"You, me, and Order are going to lay down together and watch this crystal's light shine on my ceiling to see how well it works. And you can argue with me, but I think I have two beings here who would agree with me that you could use a little help yourself."</span><span style="color: #666600">"I couldn't care less about her, actually." </span>The'kal blinked away from the inevitable shin kick and lifted Delithia into the air who began to giggle uncontrollably as The'kal tickled her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>