"Good, you've made some questionable decisions in the short time I've known you but it brings me peace knowing you won't do anything to endanger him." He let out an agitated sigh and shook his head. "I'm just fine, Jenjayah was being overly paranoid now let it go. Don't worry my son, I'm sure they learned their lesson but not putting her life at risk would be good too. I need her in my life just as much as you do." Sahra looked over at Shauna as she poke, her eyes barely open and unfocused, and nodded after a moment. "Sleep would... be nice, but this... is good too." She took another sip of her tea and leaned back on the couch. "We can't let her sleep until she's had some water and food, her body is wasting away, and has been for who knows how long."<br/><br/><span style="color: red">"I can kick Ashia out and just give her a real home if the warehouse is needed, but unless I need to take on more prisoners it won't be." </span>The Draenei shook her head and folded her arms.<span style="color: red"> "You know I won't let you do that to yourself. Though this time I'll keep Rintha and her drugs far away from you. I want to talk to you about us, but for now I'll let you get back to work, I'm already two clients behind for the day and close to three thanks to everyone's favorite Elf." </span>Shaking her head again she opened the door.<span style="color: red">"It'll be your prison her ass is sitting in when Ashia comes trying to flex her muscles... maybe the dragon will be willing work something out though. Be well Valeen, I'll pick you up after sunset." </span>Once outside she made her way towards the shadows of Murder Row.<span style="color: red">"Ashia, if you don't want me to arrest Vyre you should come talk to me."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>