Ibara shook her head and rubbed her face.<span style="color: #b35900"> "your not, my child died but that doesn't mean you cannot become my son, its called adoption... but i don't know if you want that or if i would even be a good mother."</span>she looked at the weight and sighed softly.<span style="color: #b35900"> "you shouldn't be worried about things like that at your age... i showed you this so you would better understand my life."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>