Ophidian shook his head and sighed softly.<span style="color: #00b300">"it's not an opportunity, it's our family and we make them together."</span>Britomart shook her head before jumping slightly when Syrenka started to make whining noises.<span style="color: #ff0000">"what did i do?"</span><span style="color: #00b300">"nothing, it's her teeth."</span>he picked Monia up with on arm like an overgrown child and went over one of the many baskets of baby stuff and handed Britomart one of Syrenka's teething sticks.<span style="color: #ff0000">"what do i do-"</span><span style="color: #00b300">"just put it in her upper hands near her mouth."</span>Britomart did as told and Syrenka set to chewing on it.<br/><br/><span style="color: #ff0000">"as will i."</span>she returned the kiss and nodded before she squeezed Nyarien.<span style="color: #ff0000">"of course dear."</span>she smiled and wormed one hand free to caress Nyarien's cheek softly.<span style="color: #ff0000">"i have missed your beautiful face."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>