<span style="color: #336600">"Hardly, I can just appreciate two beautiful women kissing. Nothing perverted about that." </span>He reached around Iron to give Whisperia's back a rub and smiled to them both.<span style="color: #336600">"It is, there will be more than enough children running around here for you to help with that you may decide you don't even want any of your own."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #666600">"Nalo is a reasonable woman who doesn't take well to disrespect. I have the utmost respect for her and how she handled herself here." </span>The'kal sighed softly and shook her head.<span style="color: #666600">"There was never anything in there, just... that pocket. It ruptured, your daughter passed out instantly, when she awoke her emotions were loose and she was able to summon and dismiss her weapons on a whim. Aren't you glad I got you involved in this? We can see if you have the same thing in your head, and talk to Elune if not. You would have to bring me her father's head while it was still mostly intact for me to see if it came from him."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>