"Hey, I don't need you two ganging up on me like this. You might hurt my feelings. Besides, I collected more than just undergarments. I had books and alchemy recipes in scrolls."<span style="color: #9999ff">"They're probably in a museum of ancient history right now."</span>"You are definitely Britomart's child." Erin looked at Britomart and raised an eyebrow.<span style="color: #9999ff"> "And what kind of man do you think he is now?"</span><br/><br/>Nyarien frowned a little but didn't say anything for several minutes.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "I don't... No, no. I'm happy, I was just a foolish child back then. These feelings are nothing more than the whims of a child who never grew up." </span>She took a deep breath that sounded more like an angry hiss and slowly turned around looked back at Leena.<span style="color: #ff0000">"Now that you've eaten would you like to find your work robes? I'd like to meet your friend."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>