"The'kal is miserable for a laundry list of reasons, the biggest being that she cries about not having friends and then turns her back on anyone who wants to help her." Ras thought for a long moment then poked Elune's chest. "You are the Creator, you can do things your kind only imagines. You may not be perfect but if anyone can recreate my soul it's you. And if there's anyone I want to spend the rest of existence with it's you. We'll figure something out when the time comes. We have countless years ahead of us to fill with new memories, good and bad, and once I knock some sense into Sahra you'll have your two mates as well back where they belong."<br/><br/><span style="color: #b3b300">"I'm pretty sure your light is upstairs crying her eyes out and cuddling with Ras and a demon." </span>She smiled as she listened to Sharindia and nodded.<span style="color: #b3b300"> "Sounds a lot like my old Master. An army of demons at his command and he would still take time to help an old lady carry her bags through the city, then he'd go and get in a fight with a guard because he whistled at me. I watched him wrestle a fel guard to the ground and punch it in the head until his hands were bloody because it walked into the house with muddy boots... The house took days to get clean after that."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>