<span style="color: #b30000">"I'm pretty sure I'm already in trouble and I just don't know it yet." </span>She got on her hands and knees between Morah's legs and rested her head on her lover's knee.<span style="color: #b30000">"You don't have any reason to pout, I'm the one getting picked on here."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ffa64d">"You've made it very clear that you don't care about your family, Order, you're just doing this to put up appearances and stay busy." </span>Elerona looked between them all and sighed.<span style="color: #a64dff">"Machinist, it's nice to meet you and I'm going to kick your ass for threatening my home. Justice, a pleasure as well. Mother, I'm not angry with you and I just want you to do what makes you happy. That's my final request for you. Be happy. I promise to treat you better when you do visit and I'll look forward to introducing you to your grandchildren one day." </span>She cast aside her mortal shell to properly embrace her mother and give her the much needed affection she had been starved of.<span style="color: #a64dff"> "I'm sorry, between... everyone, even Karrie, I have no excuse for my behavior and I hope that you'll forgive me one day." </span>Justice moved closer to Order and embraced her as much as he could as well.<span style="color: #ffff4d">"I think everything will be okay. Machinist is all flare and no fight anyways, she fears my judgement more than anything and won't misbehave even though she talks a big game."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>