<span style="color: red">"I understand the amount of cal- never mind. I have to remind myself that I'm not always talking to medical professionals or highly intelligent people. I can prepare a balanced and healthy meal for you for all stages of your life, there's no guarantee it'd taste good but it'd be healthy.</span>" Nalo shook her head and looked back at Shelleeana.<span style="color: red">"I was, for a lack of a better word, a construct. Think of the Forsaken abominations, made of flesh but created for a single purpose. I was a living and technically breathing creature, capable of emotions and feelings, even if I didn't and still don't understand them. Being close to Morah made me feel... good. And I liked see her smile. I would ask that you understand, I'm barely four years old. My life has been sex, business, and sometimes both at the same time since I was sold to Silvermoon."</span>She shook her head and smiled.<span style="color: red">"It won't. But Silvermoon wasn't built with a single brick. You need money to make money, my pleasure cruises idea would generate money for me and taxes for the city which would let me explore other venues of income. Silvermoon is an island, so to speak, it has no allies and is full of mostly talentless cowards. If I can make that city profitable I'd like to believe I can slightly benefit this city."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>