Anna nodded a little and squeezed Vyre.<span style="color: #0080ff">"i didn't know you were scared, i thought it was just nerves and worry, I'm sorry."</span>Ashia nodded and smiled, reaching one arm around them both.<span style="color: #404040">"we are far from perfect my love but together we make each other better. and for the record i will protect our child from you if i feel that you are doing something wrong."</span><br/><br/>Isabelle smiled as their drinks arrived and thanked the waiter as he nodded and spoke.<span style="color: #663300">"our food will be out shortly. i love cuddling with you, your what did you call it purring?  yeah, it's such a soothing sound."</span><br/><br/>Ophidian frowned a little as he worked and nodded.<span style="color: #006600">"right... from the sawmill... that doesn't operate on this day of week because all of the Humans go to church."</span>he examined her upper arm with a faint frown and then checked the bandages.<span style="color: #006600">"well Anathel, i don't know why you're lying to me but i don't care. I've seen injuries from that sawmill and it doesn't leave limbs attached, anything it grabs it removes or it drags the victim in with it. your shoulder isn't bruised let alone traumatized enough to match your story."</span>he shook his head as he monitored the bandages and the bleeding slowed to a halt and then he removed to examine the wound but he stopped and looked Animus in the eyes.<span style="color: #006600">"what are you and why are you playing this game? a mortal would be howling in pain and panicked or more likely unconscious from the blood loss. you're not even breathing hard and your pulse is steady... you're paying more attention to my tools and supplies then your arm and you sound like you're talking abut the weather." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>