<span style="color: #0080ff">"Respect can be taught, talent is something that should be treasured and nurtured." </span>Elerona smirked and shook her head.<span style="color: #0080ff"> "Whatever lie you want to tell yourself."</span><br/><br/>There was a brief delay for Delithia opened the door, the Elf's face still covered in dried tears and a sweet scent of wine on her breath. She looked at Order for a brief moment before suddenly looking surprised.<span style="color: #0059b3"> "Order? Why did you come back? I'm... come in, come in." </span>She moved out of the way to let her inside and forced a fake smile.<span style="color: #0059b3"> "I had to cancel class for the day, I haven't been able to pull myself together enough so I've just been... So I've just been here doing what I always do. Just with a much nicer house now, thanks to you."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>