<span style="color: #59b300">“It probably doesn’t mean much, but I’ll do my best to talk to her and maybe she can forgive you or at least accept that you’re not a threat to her.” </span>She laughed bitterly and the for first Order would see just a hint of her friend’s hidden pain.<span style="color: #59b300"> “Calling it a comfort is being generous. I know it’s just trying to deny reality but it gives me something to grasp onto no matter how ridiculous it is.”</span><br/><br/>Kitori smiled and nodded.<span style="color: #4d4dff"> “Sleep well.” </span>When he got to bed Monia would wrap herself around him and murmur something about Kitty, the succubus still deep asleep and having quite a pleasant dream judging by her goofy grin. When the sun rose Ophidian would be greeted by the scent of freshly brewed coffee. Kitori was in the living room with her head under a pillow and Monia was crawling around in the ground with Syrenka while Mydras was propped up on some pillows.<span style="color: #b30000">“Mornin’ sleepy head.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>