<span style="color: #b35900">"Should I... go back for Britomart then? She will need me to get back home and I need to tell her sorry. When she made me small I threw a cup at her head and it... got stuck in a wall behind her. I don't know how to be different from what I am, how to change how I think or feel." </span><span style="color: #336600">"You will. Just being around us will help you learn to pick up on things we do and say. If you run away you'll never get better and you'd just end up living with harpies again. Nobody wants that." </span>Iron sighed quietly and nodded again.<span style="color: #b35900">"I'll... I'll trust you, Whisperia. I'll take your word for it and I'll' do my best to be better for you and the family." </span><span style="color: #336600">"Good. We like you being here and I know Whisperia wants to get even closer to you." </span>Iron looked at Whisperia curiously then shuffled a little closer to her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>