Britomart nodded and watched the children as she sipped her ale.<span style="color: #ff0000">"i was more worried about her being venomous, like her father."</span><span style="color: #00b300">"i check her mouth twice a day... when she stops chewing on my finger for ten seconds to let me."</span><span style="color: #ff0000">"chainmail and nipples is a terrible mix, i stuffed a thick leather pad in my shirt to stop the chafing."</span><br/><br/>Ophidian reached up to rub his face and shook his head.<span style="color: #ff8000">"if people had paid half this much attention to her before she had a mental break down it never would have happened in the first place... seeing Karrie will not cheer anyone up because the pain in the ass is trying to stubborn herself to death and i do mean that quite literally. i am keeping her alive by force because she would rather starve herself to death then cooperate in the slightest. for the record i am making progress, i have found a way to force her therapy on her inside her mind since she won't speak to me anymore despite the fact that she knows that i am right. she is just too much of a coward to do what she knows she needs to do of her own free will. she would rather use her considerably willpower to fight me and childishly thinks she can win."</span>he took a deep breath and then sighed softly.<span style="color: #ff8000">"I'm sorry, its just... ever since Order brought Karrie to me things have been stressful. between her shrieking, both Rases pestering me, one Ras interfering with my work and a couple other people i have felt a little besieged."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>