<span style="color: #a64dff">“Mhmm. Extra, extra good. My dear harpies have done much to build my stamina while you were away. You’ll have to really… work for it.”</span>She squeezed the hand and followed Order in.<br/><br/>Ana whined softly and looked around to plan an escape.<span style="color: #ff9999">“L-lies don’t have a smell. Um…”</span>She looked at her arms and slowly extended one with a pained whine<span style="color: #ff9999">. “I have… I have markings that I wanted to cut off. Tattoos and I was… drunk and… they come back no matter how many times I try. You’ve seen them, the red runes all over my body. They’re a curse that I can’t break.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>