<span style="color: #ffff00">"i have no patience for such tedium. paperwork, payroll, squabbling parents, children in need of discipline, employees lying to me because they got drunk the night before... no. i can help you find honest mortals who will excel and even enjoy such jobs, i can help you weed through potential teachers to hire those who will love their work and teach only things the children need and that you approve."</span>she kissed Delithia's cheek softly and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00">"my contact with the wider world of mortals must always be brief and impersonal. if my powers are set loose too freely on your world i risk causing disaster... if i see a parent unable to pay for their child i have to force myself to walk on because i don't know how much to give them and if i start raining chests of gold on all the poor people in the world the metal will lose its value. if i become friends with a mortal and they are being abused i risk becoming furious with the abuser and killing them brutally. i have wanted to hunt down and kill all those who hurt you for a very long time but i force myself not to... the more mortals i come to care about the more pain i must ignore and the harder it becomes." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>