<span style="color: #cc99ff">"I don't know what you do or don't know. You're a Naga, your kind isn't known for your intelligence but you are... an exceptional specimen. Well, I wish the child the best of luck in his challenges ahead but I'll do nothing to help keep her alive." </span>She narrowed her eyes as she looked him over and nodded.<span style="color: #cc99ff"> "Yes, I do. You're lonely and I don't hate you for what you've had to do. I don't hold it against you. That already puts me quite a bit ahead of everyone you've had to deal with since coming here. They have broken legs and I'm going to strap them down to beds so they can't hurt anyone... if they just happen to catch a whiff of something foul and drown in their own vomit, well, it would just be a stroke of bad luck, wouldn't it? Unlucky, if you believe in such a thing. I'll keep your warning in mind, though I have no intentions on ever interacting with such a vile creature. Even by standards she's disgusting." </span>She approached Ophidian and extended a hand.<span style="color: #cc99ff">"It was a pleasure to meet you. Perhaps we can meet again sometime and discuss something that isn't a waste of everyone's time and resources. Like making a Forsaken man sing a love song."</span>After shaking his hand she picked up both Karries and put them in separate rooms where she strapped them tight enough to risk cutting off circulation throughout their body then sat sat down to wait for Kalian.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>