<span style="color: #5900b3">“Choose your words carefully, Ashia. I want to stay here with you, but I can easily pack up Anna, my daughter, and move in with Ras by sunrise. Don’t think I won’t. Especially right now while I know my hormones and instincts are on the fritz.” </span>She summoned her spear and threw it across the room where it stuck midair before snapping in half. Trinity became visible and looked down at the hole in her shell.<span style="color: #336600">“I’m getting a little tired of repeating myself to you morons. So let me try this one more time. Ashia, you cannot see, hear, taste, or sense Ras in any way. If anyone in your little family goes to visit him or his family you will never know unless they tell you. So quit with the pointless arguing, Vyre stop bitching at me about this. Anna… you’re precious and I feel sorry that you’re stuck between these morons. Now, Ashia, Vyre? Any questions?”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>