<span style="color: #ff0000">"But you weren't wrestling with it with the people in your life you actually mattered. But at least it's dealt with and we can move on with our lives, at least until it's time for to get rid of my son. Maybe I'll have a talk with Ophidian like you suggested, I'm sure Elune can take me to him. Or make my son disappear."</span><br/><br/>Arlokk stuck his tongue out at Zelina and motioned to a bowl of rice smothered in a rich gravy.<span style="color: #006633"> "Not an ounce of spice, just how you like it. I wanted to see how much I could stack on your head without disrupting you but I wanted to get dinner on the stove. That robe's for you, by the way. Everything in that bag is, actually. Some things might be too big or small, but it's better than nothing."</span>He took his bowl and gave Zelina a kiss on the forehead as he passed her.<span style="color: #006633">"An older woman was going to throw them out, I didn't ask why, but there's no holes or anything on the clothes."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>