<span style="color: #666600">“I bit Jasmine’s head off for it because that’s what she responds to. She’s a problem for another day. But what problem did I miss? The racism? The sexual assault and harassment? I missed nothing but neither of us would benefit from me telling you about the life The’kal dropped me into. I understand desperation, I don’t understand begging the main tormentor in your life for their acceptance.”</span>He rolled his eyes and looked down at her.<span style="color: #666600">“If I wanted to just distract myself I’d be in a bar drinking low quality wine and talking the panties off of some business woman who’s frustrated with her husband and her work life. Instead I’m here being accused of betrayal and anything else your mind can throw at me because you’re scared to trust again.” </span>He smiled softly and crouched down to be eye level with her.<span style="color: #666600"> “I’m ready to carry that burden. Now are you ready to eat your lunch like a big girl or should I make Goblin rocket noises and spoon feed you like I used to do for my children?”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>