Ras smiled down at her and gave her a gentle squeeze. "I would be a very poor father if I got mad at you for getting sick. You being happy and healthy is what makes me happy, so I need you to always tell me what's bothering you so I can fix it or find someone who can fix it. So promise me that you'll always tell me how you're feeling, okay? Now let's go make you a sandwich."<br/><br/><span style="color: #5900b3">"We're a noc... noct... um, we sleep during the day and we're mostly active at night, and our lands are permanently cloaked in a beautiful and peaceful darkness. We're called Night Elves for that reason. I think I would sound insane if I went into great detail about my people's creation. I'm also not a historian by any means, I am- I was just a soldier."</span>She smiled a little and looked into the display again.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "Why don't you show me another area? I want to learn all about your world so I can better respect it."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>