Jim locked eyes with Britomart and motioned her over again. "Britomart. Lap. Now." His voice was calm and firm as if he was a father disciplining a child who was acting out.<span style="color: #cc99ff">"You shouldn't be attacking people for voicing their prejudices. Thank them for displaying their ignorance so you know to ignore them in the future. Do you think I was able to walk through Goldshire without being talked to like I was a whore? I still get it every now and then but I've learned to just ignore it and do my shopping in peace. My world became much nicer when I stopped worrying about what others think." </span>She frowned at Ophidian but nodded.<span style="color: #cc99ff">"If you say so."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>