<span style="color: #ff0000">"I'll take your word for it, but I think I might have more experience when male Naga than you. Seeing as you..." </span>She stopped herself and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff0000">"I'll talk to them both."</span><span style="color: #666600">"Hey, I was in the area. I... fucked up and don't feel like being at home for Order to yell at me about it."</span>Nyarien shook her head and tried to wave away The'kal's orb.<span style="color: #ff0000">"Leena thinks by time a Naga child would be old enough to disrupt her sex life she would be able to make peace with it."</span><span style="color: #666600">"Ophidian and Kitori don't need to be flooded with children, and it'd be a temporary thing. They're young and still enjoy having sex, but have no way of preventing him from constantly knocking her up." </span>The'kal scoffed.<span style="color: #666600"> "Hardly, and I'm only saying this because she's unconscious. She's almost completely impotent. You didn't really think I'd let her flood this world with children so quickly? About two out of every five eggs will hatch, the rest will just dissolve into their base nutrients into the priestesses that carry them. And besides, it's this or help Arlokk with Zelina and Rayne... and nobody wants that shit."</span><br/><br/>Arlokk smiled and rubbed her back.<span style="color: #336600"> "I love you too. I know you're just going through a rough time right now."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>