Crimzon let Tyrande pull away and waded into the deeper water to swim, though she was anything but graceful while doing so.<br/><br/><span style="color: #b30000">"It made me reckless and over eager. I wasn't as efficient as I should have been and I probably would have listened to Ibara better if... I don't know. I'm not... Well it doesn't matter. We're going to be parents and have a wonderful life of love and lust." </span>She reached over and took Morah's hand to squeeze it softly.<span style="color: #b30000"> "Maybe we can live on this island when we retire. Since you're so scared of water I'm not sure my floating city idea will work for us."</span><br/><br/>The Elf sipped her tea in silence as she thought about Zelina's words carefully. "Then I will ask the Matron for permission to meet her soon. Perhaps after I've spoken with Leena she will let me go. I- um- you... helped me too, so many I could come back here and visit you some time?" Her blush lit up her cheeks and ears but didn't try to hide it nor did she seemed ashamed. "You are very beautiful and this home is-" She nearly jumped out of chair and her knees hit the table with a loud bang when Nyarien moved past her and helped herself to some of Ophidian's coffee. "I wasn't- she doesn't make any noise when she moves. I heard Ophidian down the hallway."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>