Vyre was curled up on the floor clutching her midsection so Ras kicked her spear over so that she was still touching it.<span style="color: #a64dff">"Why can't I spend a little time without being reminded that I'm nothing more than a weapon? No armor, no weapon, no pet... Why can't I just be me for a little bit?" </span>"Back to the weapon martyr shit again? And you thought you were- you still think you're good enough to give me a child? Even the weakest woman in this house can stand with her head held high. But not Vyre, boo hoo poor Vyre, she was given a weapon and is too weak to stand as a woman without it.  Maybe we can get Elune to come in here and tell you that you're just a pathetic woman who clings to any excuse she can to her fears and weaknesses. You're not special so stop acting like you are." He looked up at Sharindia with frustration written across his features. "She still needs to learn that she can't yell or fight her way out of every problem that comes up."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>