<span style="color: darkorange">"Mmm, I think you'll have to prove to me that it's worth it. You haven't given me a good kiss in a long time, and now that you're stronger than me I have higher expectations." </span>She let out a low coo that quickly turned into a muffled moan.<span style="color: darkorange">"Tsk tsk, we have privacy in here from people looking in but they can still hear us. But yes, a very active sex life..."</span><br/><br/>Ophidian would find Syrenka asleep in her crib bundled up in some of Kitori's work clothes. It wasn't obvious how long the men had tended to Kitori, but the empty bottle and clean diaper for his daughter and the silent man's scent on it and his daughter's forehead would give Ophidian a general idea. Kitori let out a low murmur and slowly began to stir as the medicine took effect.<span style="color: purple"> "I hope... you didn't hurt Cletus and Jim."</span>While she was clearly still out of it she was at least awake and aware enough to realize that she was in Ophidian's arms again.<span style="color: purple"> "My... love, our baby is here, have you met him yet?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>