<span style="color: #0080ff">"i know you will my love."</span>she looked up as Sharindia appeared and then immediately sat down wincing and holding her right side. "<span style="color: #003366">i swear your baby sibling has a grudge against this rib... where did Ashia go with my new grand baby?"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #404040">"i am terrified and pissed off The'kal fucked with my children instead of just letting them be normal so fuck you for criticizing my parenting skills, I'm doing the best i can. Belith and the others aren't supposed to start teleporting until they are about seventeen years old and then nothing short of powerful magic should be able to stop them... how the fuck am i supposed to keep a teleporting hatchling safe!? she doesn't begin to understand how dangerous the world is."</span>even if she hadn't just said flat out she was afraid the fear, anger and frustration in her voice was plain as day.<span style="color: #404040">"i could give you an exact count of how many children that cult killed. i put their butchered bodies back together and buried them while weeping... but it's nice to know you can actually feel guilt. is it for my children or the parents you slaughtered after?"</span>she ignored the beer as she watched Chiren before she looked at him.<span style="color: #404040">"i hate that my children even know you so imagine how unpleasant it is to have to hear these things from you. besides isn't it about time your curse makes you tell me how irrelevant my suffering is? the last time we spoke about children you told me to my face that the death of one hundred of your own siblings didn't matter because they were also my children... i was in tears and you snarled at me for even looking at your newborn child so it was very memorable." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>