"Definitely, though after what Vyre went through, and what he was likely told I can't exactly blame him." Ras looked down at her with a smile and shook his head. "Only because you have my lap to lie on, the couch itself is fine for sitting on, but not very good for relaxing when you're dead tired. So how should I start treating Relene? Like an adult?"<br/><br/><span style="color: blue">"You have a city worth of people to help... many to repay for their attempts to heal him, the inn keeper and his wife for giving you this room as a home... for the food, spending time trying to put me back together should be the least of your concerns. I'm still functional, mostly."</span>Llara crumpled over on the table and shook her head.<span style="color: blue"> "It doesn't matter, but this is why I need you and your mate... to help my son replace me when it's time. I can't afford to go back, the only things I own are the clothes on my beck and my spare limbs. Even my workshop was donated to me by someone who passed away."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>