Order shook her head a little and frowned, pulling back to look at Delithia.<span style="color: #ffff00">"don't say your open and then get upset, that isn't fair. i had to ask because if your last thought is regretting me it would crush me in ways i cannot express... no offense but fuck duty, fuck responsibility... i wont be a chore that takes over your life, i want... i want to be chosen because i'm wanted, not pitied, not seen as a duty, not because you feel you must in any way... i want you to be my companion because i like who you are, not because your a priestess, not because you want to help heal me, only because i like how you make me feel."</span>she shook her head but didn't smile, obviously quite serious.<span style="color: #ffff00">"when i feel like i have a right to kiss you i will..."</span>she nodded and teleported them to a beach as asked, the water crystal clear and sparkling in the moonlight and it was more then bright enough for Delithia to see through the water and the only thing in sight were tiny, alien fish.<span style="color: #ffff00">"one beach, as asked."</span><br/><br/>Ashia smiled and and laughed softly.<span style="color: #404040">"i'm not cocky, its called confidence and i love you more then i can say. your not a goddess, just a beautiful woman who stole my heart and woke it up at the same time."</span>she rolled her eyes before she frowned and bit her lip.<span style="color: #404040">"what kind of mate would i be if i accepted that and stopped trying? i may never achieve my goal, and that's ok, but i will never stop trying to be the best mate i can for you. to be perfectly honest i didn't know my body could do any of that, i thought i was just tapping into that Troll goddess power my original maker tried put in me... i thought if i tried hard enough i would, how did she put it? ascend to godhood and have so much more power and then maybe i could keep up with you."</span>she shook her head but kept eating.<span style="color: #404040">"the work is never done, us mortals need a lot of care and upkeep so there is always more work to do."</span>she frowned and then tsked.<span style="color: #404040">"i will keep my claws off your granddaughter but Rachel is free game if she wants, or would you have me deny her a child if she wants one?" </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>