<span style="color: #8000ff">"Sweat is sweat, and it tickles that feral part of my brain. It makes you look like prey to me."</span>She nodded and grinned.<span style="color: #8000ff">"Of course. This isn't my first venture."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #a64dff">"I don't think anyone is ever so... simply diagnosed. You certainly weren't. I'm not saying her actions weren't horrific, but I'll always be curious about what was going on in her head. I'm glad you made a new Eternal friend. I know you have Looker but I think fear plays into part of his cooperation with you."</span><br/><br/>Lonnie was trying to sweet talk a High Elven woman who couldn't possibly look any less interested, but was too polite to up and leave. When Order appeared she quickly moved away and Lonnie laughed.<span style="color: #b3b300">"Ah, prude. Heya Lassie, how ye doin'? Is that a smile I see? Delithia must finally be feelin' better after her soul change stuff. Of course you can join me.</span>"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>