<span style="color: #b30000">"Yes High... Yes, Tyrande."</span>Crimzon watched Tyrande with the closet she could get to a smile, but after a bit she looked away and eventually at her lap.<br/><br/>The'kal nodded and returned the squeeze.<span style="color: #666600">"Yes love."</span><br/><br/>The Alchemist muttered to herself about steaming jungles as she made her way up to the ramp and knocked on the side of the house. "Hello? Is this Britomart's house?"<br/><br/>Athena flinched a little when Anna touched her but then leaned against her.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "So The'kal is an unreliable moron in your time time too. If Anna is comfortable with you not wearing your mask then you are welcome to remove it. I would like to see what my daughter should have looked like."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>