Ras smiled a little and pulled his daughter into his arms to hug her tight, much to her very vocal delight. "You live on my property now, you're free to visit or explore whenever you like. There's almost always someone outside to talk to."<br/><br/><span style="color: #ff4d4d">"Look at our history? Do you think anyone has been treated with respect while that warlock was in charge? The answer is no, by the way. Our entire family hates us. And before you say it, you are your Ophidian are not fam-"</span><span style="color: #ff0000"> "Be nice. They want to help us, that's all that matters."</span>The priestess snuggled against the succubus who let out a low growl, though it was ignored by the woman in her arms.<span style="color: #ff4d4d"> "I don't see how you could help us. We're not individual people, we're pieces of one person forced into creation by a stupid Eternal. We're not like you and your succubus." </span>She raised an eyebrow and frowned.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"And why would anyone separate us again? Hasn't once been traumatic enough?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>