<span style="color: #ff4d4d">“Dragonling? Okay, I’ll keep that in mind. Maybe I’ll spend some time in the village to learn more about them and see what to expect.”</span>He shook his head and smiled.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">“I don’t think wrestling would do much, I was thinking more of a sparring match with blunted swords or something. I’m faster than I am strong, so I’ll guess I take after Father in that regard.” </span>The women peaked out from behind the door then stepped out. Ana holding their son and Karrie grinning faintly<span style="color: #ff0000">. “That Timelost Ras was pretty impressive.” </span><span style="color: #ff4d4d">“Oh don’t you start. He caught me off guard. It was a lucky hit and nothing else.” </span>Ana laughed softly and bowed.<span style="color: #9999ff"> “You looked very impressive with that hammer on your chest. It’s nice to meet you.”</span>Da’raki sighed and rubbed his temples.<span style="color: #ff4d4d"> “You’re both heartless. And I thought mother being a Death Knight was the scariest thing in this house.”</span><br/><br/>Ras shook his head and sighed. “You shouldn’t be ashamed of having those thoughts, and I will hear them all out. But talking to Vyre isn’t about hurting her, it’s about you venting all of your hatred so you can calm down and stop thinking about her. But I have a hunch that Vyre wouldn’t laugh, and I always trust my hunches.” He shook his head again. “Animus doesn’t feel emotions but she can and does document them. But you’re right, Nyaka and the Loa caused irreparable damage to Ibara and Ras and Vyre were enough to tip her over the edge. But neither of them caused anything.” He made her look up at him and he cupped her cheek softly. “Sounds good to me. Let’s go back upstairs and you can eat up there too.”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>