<span style="color: #5900b3">"I can still prepare for it, can't I? Neither of us know anything about this child and the effects that it's going to have on my body. I just want to be prepared is all."</span>She switched to Darnassian and barked at someone, likely Ras, and after a moment a small glass jar with a lid appeared on the table<span style="color: #5900b3">. "I will only ask you for things, my dear dragonling. This is a bottle, or... well this is a jar, because he's a smart ass, but this will hold our children's milk. A bottle is usually taller and more narrow."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #a64dff">"Well you Seraphim seem to be very smart with your science and medicine and building stuff... but you seem really dumb about animals and nature. Now, yes, your jungle outside the barrier is horrible but if I had my glaive that bururur-thing would have been dead before it had a chance to make it back into the brush. You completely froze like a bird hearing a noise it's not used to. No survival instincts at all." </span>She nodded and adjusted her hold on her things.<span style="color: #a64dff">"Really? You don't just sit on the ground? I have a lot to learn about your people and their fear of dirt."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>