Tyrande nodded a little and took a deep breath.<span style="color: #5900b3">"in time you may get better with your feelings and emotions... i can't promise anything because i don't know enough about how you are built but you should be able to make some progress." </span><br/><br/>Morah rolled her eyes and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"i tried wearing less... you wouldn't let me keep anything on."</span>she smiled to the cuddling women but Nalo's words made Tyrande noticeably tense and Morah elbowed Nalo.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"your here to take care of Tyrande, not make her self conscious, uncomfortable and feel inappropriate you dolt... I'm sorry High Priestess, for the life of me i cannot seem to teach her any tact."</span>she offered them the muffins and Tyrande took one with a faintly confused frown.<span style="color: #5900b3">"what is it?"</span><span style="color: #ffa64d">"its a blueberry muffin, just take the paper off the bottom and eat it."</span>Tyrande frowned a little as she picked the paper off the muffin and then took a nibble of it.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>