<span style="color: #5900b3">“Already? Your people work fast, after our major tragedies it took us years to get any sort of normalcy going again. And sometimes it even years wasn’t enough… we banished and non-druid spell casters from our lands and outlawed the practice. Oh it’s absolutely torturous and that will never change, but I still commit those times to memory.” </span>She looked up at the woman when she approached and couldn’t stop herself from grinning a little.<span style="color: #5900b3">“Eliza might be in danger of being replaced. Or I might get myself in trouble. I will behave myself, of course, don't worry."</span>She looked at Jass and pat him on the head as they walked.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "You're a wonderful man, bringing me to experience such... a wonderful culture."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #330066">"You just haven't seen his good side. It's buried pretty deep but it's definitely there." </span>She stuck her tongue out at Ashia and watched Belith as she bolted across the room like a bat out of hell with one of Frank's boots.<span style="color: #330066"> "She's a lot cuter when she's not teleporting everywhere."</span>Nail stuck her head in the room and waved at the women on the couch but teleported to the other side of the room to chase after her daughter without disrupting Ruby and the children.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>