"I grow out of it eventually, father? Eh, not so much. He be set in his ways but I know ya gonna keep 'im on a real short leash now." The Troll smiled a little and sat the jewel down. "Try to keep him safe, motha. I'll always be dere for you, but I can't be helpin' him all de time."<br/><br/>Vyre looked away from Ashia and whined quietly, her strong warrior demeanor gone leaving her vulnerable and scared.<span style="color: #8000ff">"I want to cuddle up with her... not hurt her. No, no, no... I would rather die than be alone again."</span>She closed her eyes and tried to pull herself back into Ashia's arms.<span style="color: #8000ff">"I'm scared... I don't like being scared. I can't handle this. Can't Order just fix me and make me better? Normal?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>