Britomart shook her head and held Jim tight with one arm while Whisperia took the warrior's other hand to hold.<span style="color: #ff0000">"no, i hid what was happening and acted more like myself then i felt... i can't blame you wanting to believe everything was finally okay."</span><br/><br/>Order frowned faintly and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00">"oh, thank you, that is very fucking helpful... i came here because talking to someone is supposed to help... how do my flaws causing catastrophic damage to my grandchild make me more divine!?"</span>she turned on him, her face streaked with tears and anger.<span style="color: #ffff00">"that explains the warlock's reaction... i would love to work with The'kal but she is too soft hearted to make the hard calls and too afraid of herself to do the easy work..." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>