<span style="color: #ffa64d">"We can make more than one trip, I need to earn my keep in the family and this is something I can do that nobody else can. When we get home you can make me a list of what we need and I can get it while you rest at home."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #a64dff">"I'm not used to dealing with emotions like this, this whole situation is... Unpleasant. I'll have to find some way to apologize for my outburst. Do you have any suggestions?"</span><br/><br/>The Draenei nodded a little and smiled.<span style="color: #ffff4d">"Good, I didn't want those to go to waste. Well I'll just have to figure something out. Crushing hugs sound good to me."</span>She smiled wider and moved to the door but Order would notice she walked with a limp from an ancient injury to her spine. When the front door unlocked the son cried out excitedly and both the boy and woman were lifted effortlessly into the air as her husband hugged her tight and began to cry happily.<span style="color: #59b300">"My beloved!"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>