Emily rolled her eyes and blew smoke in the air.<span style="color: #4d4dff"> "You're killing me, Frank. Alright, fine. I'll play nice with the livestock for your sake, but if it's a hassle we're just finding you someone to buy milk from. I'm not sure I can really... say that I know that feeling, but I'll do my best to understand."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #b30000">"It's a fairly recent hunch I've come across and my lack of worry is from talking to Morah about it. She helped me better understand the grieving process some mortals go through."</span>She held up her hands and smiled a little.<span style="color: #b30000">"Hey, I'm still learning but I'm getting better at talking to people. And that was a pretty extreme situation I wasn't properly prepared for. For as long as you've worked with me you should know my strengths and weaknesses. You're going to do the talking for me. A translator in a way. Now come along, the sooner we get this done the sooner you can go home and spend some time with the family."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>