Vhal looked at The'kal and then at the pieces in her hands<span style="color: #99ccff">. "yes please... young me won't... won't understand how they... got broke. my stepmother would... would break them on the rare occasion i... argued against the way she treated me."</span>Order sighed irritably and stopped The'kal even got started and spoke to her privately.<span style="color: #ffff00">"if i can't kill Ras for butchering nearly fifty grieving parents you can't kill them for being bad parents."</span>Order let The'kal recover the jewelry and Vhal looked at them in amazement.<span style="color: #99ccff">"i thought those were destroyed."</span><br/><br/>Romas squirmed as he adjusted to the sensation of having The'kal inside himself but he didn't resist. Vestla stood up and walked over but she was timid about having a taste and promptly spit it back out.<span style="color: #ff99cc">"blech... don't worry about me, it's very well established that my taste buds are very different from the races of Azeroth."</span><br/><br/>Amere shook her head and resumed walking but she stopped at the kitchen to tell the girls that the cookies would have to wait before she spoke to Cozine again.<span style="color: #ff4dff">"I'm sorry to hear that things went badly for you... Vhal? interesting name."</span>she shrugged as she headed upstairs. "<span style="color: #ff4dff">oh there it, it's just... she is like a jigsaw puzzle put together from mismatching pieces. it all fits together somehow but the picture doesn't make much sense to us."</span>she went down a hall and opened a bedroom door and walked into the empty room which while generous in size was obviously for a child not a couple and she started pointing around the room.<span style="color: #ff4dff">"lets start with a bed, dresser, a toy chest, blankets, pillows, a little table and some chairs." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>