Leena looked at Nyarien before she sighed softly, the illusion fading away to leave the aged and scarred mage she truely was in her place.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "but im not this person. this is what the world tried to make me... this person, was angry, and bitter and hateful..."</span>the illusion returned as she returned the kiss.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "when i put on this mask i threw that person away, all her pain, all of her scars and baggage... no one could love her because she wouldnt let them. i love you. i am the person you love. not her. i made a new name, a new face, a new family... i wont be her ever, ever again. not if i live a million years will i let her poison another second of it."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>