<span style="color: #666600">"When Ibara tells me she wishes for her mother to hold her why would I not seek out the mother and see what I could get? I will admit I didn't know what kind of woman I would be introducing myself to when I showed up, I never met her in my time, but I'm sure things will be fine." </span>He frowned when he was given a sudden bath and his armor flared out to let the water drain from it.<span style="color: #666600">"Well if your delicate Blood Elf tongue can handle it I can get you some ale from Ironforge or the surrounding territories. I'm not trying to get in your pants, I just want you to sit on my face. Big difference." </span>He poked her shoulder jokingly and laughed.<span style="color: #666600">"I'm not looking to take anyone to bed, but I do want some company... If Valeen would let me visit a bar in peace I might actually be able to make some friends around here." </span>He made sure the Draenei would hear him and smiled at Jasmine.<span style="color: #666600">"And I won't even take offense to you assuming that I'm some kind of manwhore when I still wear my wedding ring and only fucked one woman in my time. Nyaka and Vyre were actually just friends in my time, not mistresses or side pieces, or whatever else. I'm probably going to keep teasing Ibara's mom though, she thinks she's so much better than me because she's an Elf right up until I summon an orb of pure mana and then supercharge it."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>