Jim laughed softly and moved up to wrap his arms around Britomart from behind. "Then sleep well, my dear."<br/><br/><span style="color: #666600">"Well... I guess we'll just have to figure that out. You'll learn what feels best and what you prefer in time, we'll just have to spend more time touching like this. I can only imagine what you have planned to thank your Dwarven friend for putting you in a position like this."</span><br/><br/>Ras smiled to Elune then leaned back to look up at the sky. "And I want that fiery paladin I first brought home back. I know... I tried going back to Silvermoon today, I brought Ibara a bottle of wine and just wanted to talk. I put the snark and attitude away, I kept my hands where she could see them, I was polite and... she tried to kill me. She put a gun to my head and pulled the trigger. The pistol misfired and I disarmed her, without using force. The woman we love is dead and gone, all that's left is a hateful... beast left behind by Eldryn's 'fix' because for whatever reason Ibara hated me as much as she hated Vyre." He sat up and looked at her sternly. "I lost one friend today, I'm not going to lose something I love too."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>