Order smiled and wrapped her arms around Trinity.<span style="color: #ffff00">"i am an expert at dealing with certain kinds of pain... others cause me to lash out."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff4d4d">"I'm sorry did Ibara ask you to make excuses for him? did she even speak? i didn't think so."</span>she laughed at the Animus and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"if your the best these Eternals can come up with we are all doomed."</span>after twenty minutes Ras would walk in to find Vincent collecting the dirty dishes from the meal the Animus had already served. Vincent paused for a moment before he finished stacking the plates and leaned down to kiss Sylavandra's cheek lightly and picked up the stack to head out.<span style="color: #ff4d4d"> "I'm afraid your twenty-five minutes late and we already ate."</span>Ibara looked at Ras and then down at the food and she sighed sadly.<span style="color: #b35900">"it smells nice but I'm afraid mother is right, we just finished eating a full breakfast."</span>she stood up and patted his arm gently which was the first kind gesture she had shown anyone since Alex left.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"go put on some sensible shoes this time, the heel excuse will not fly again."</span><span style="color: #b35900">"yes mother."</span>Ibara walked into her bedroom while Sylavandra turned a withering glare onto Ras.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"you said you would keep that machine out of our sight. your lucky she is recovering better then i expected or this would have cost us months of progress. i just got the color back into her cheeks!"</span>she spoke in a venomous hiss but for once at least there was no racism in her tone, just concern for Ibara, twisted and angry as it was.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>