<span style="color: #5900b3">“I don’t feel comfortable touching it. It… it makes me more nervous than anything, I just feel anxious.” </span>She squeezed Anna and rubbed her rounded belly.<span style="color: #5900b3">“My little family. You’re all perfect.”</span><br/><br/>Rayne thanked the waiter and thought for a long time.<span style="color: #a64dff">“Mmm, I would have to think about it. There’s so many things… let’s go with that sound you make when I scratch you between your wings. I’m a wild woman and I’m more sensitive sounds and smells than sights. So pinning you down under me in bed and just listening to your breathing and your heartbeat. I find those so relaxing.”</span><br/><br/>Animus’ held out an arm pouring blood with a deep gash running to the bone.<span style="color: #ff0000">“I’d like to keep my arm if possible, and I heard you’re the best doctor in the area. I’d prefer you help before my adrenaline wears off and I start to feel this.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>