<span style="color: #666600">"I consider Nalo to be alive, so I would ask that you treat her as such. Which means no more turning things off that shouldn't be." </span>She nodded to Ashia and looked back to Order.<span style="color: #666600"> "Thanks. I'd do it myself but I don't want to risk something going wildly wrong."</span><br/><br/>When Ashia arrived at the village she'd find most of the women sitting on the ground or being helped up by those not pregnant.<span style="color: #0000ff"> "What was that?" </span>"Who knows? First the explosions, now our legs are going numb... maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. Have you even seen Ashia since she dumped us here?"<span style="color: #0000ff">"Nope, but I guess that's why we're here, to take care of you and the children. She's probably only interested in making them without giving a damn who raises them. But whatever, we don't need her, we're more than perfectly equipped to survive on our own."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>