<span style="color: #336600">"I mean it's unlikely that he was being honest. It's not impossible that he sold her authentic tropical fruit but it wouldn't make sense financially." </span>When Morah settled on the punch she liked the orb of juice became encased in ice and floated onto the counter as Ras created a new recipe card for her.<span style="color: #336600">"Here you go. The ice will keep it perfectly chilled and also stirred so nothing settles or separates so you can serve it tonight with your fruitcake."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #336600">"Yeah, giving Ibara new tusks seems like an easy task but in reality it meant completely rebuilding the bottom half of her head without making any mistakes. But from what I've seen so far communication is something he sucks at so Ibara never knew about the risks involved and why he hesitated. You aren't fast enough or strong enough to harm me, but I'll consider that a warning and be more careful about my words in the future. If I ever find another partner I'll have to see about sharing that pleasure with me, it could be an interesting experience for both parties."</span>He nodded and looked around her room then back to her.<span style="color: #336600">"Well is there anything that you would like? As a gift that is?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>