<span style="color: #ffa64d">"If you were to travel with me you would never be lost, but I can understand your fear of losing her again."</span>She nodded a little and smiled<span style="color: #ffa64d">. "Oh, okay."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #59b300">"Healed? How? Yous not a healer and you here, and I didn't tell you where I live. But thank you for trying to make my son feel better." </span>Delithia smiled and pointed to the door<span style="color: #a64dff">. "Go home and check on her, if she's healed come back tomorrow and enroll your son in my class again." </span>The Orc frowned but nodded and took his son by the hand.<br/><br/><span style="color: #ffff4d">"Normally I'd call that kind of talk crazy but you just saved my life so there's gotta be some truth to it. Just don't expect me to start worshipping you, I'm past that." </span>She looked at the gold and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff4d">"I couldn't take that from you, not after you have already done so much for my family." </span>The woman's face turned to a frown and she let out a sigh of annoyance.<span style="color: #ffff4d"> "Of course they did... Boys will be boys I guess. I'll get those two sorted out quickly. And apologize to the priestess for my husband's behaviour."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>