Nyarien frowned at Leena and took her hand.<span style="color: #ff0000">"I don't want to live without you. When I heard you were dead I... it hurt me, a lot. You are my mate, because I feel like a monster when I'm alone but you make me feel like a person again."</span><br/><br/>"Truthfully, I would have called her anyways if you had refused to resurrect her. I knew Leena was in an unstable state, we discussed her plans to blow apart her family but she never discussed it with Nyarien until she dropped the bomb on all of them." He nodded and smiled. "I think she would appreciate that. I miss her being a Gnome too, she tasted so much better. Smelled nicer too. I'm sure there's something that can be done for her. There's two Nalos and two Arlokks now, surely there can be a Gnome and a Troll Amere?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>