"we are worried about Ashia, but not in the way you seem to think... we worry that Ashia's kind will have the same problems we have and dont want history to repeat itself. we were planning to come to you when we had discussed things more among ourselves, we were hoping to come up with some ideas to help but your constant defensiveness only makes it harder to work with you." he raised one brow and shook his head. "i didnt say you were lying. i said you have a history of not always telling the truth. you spent thousands of years pretending to be a Loa, you have a group of mortal priestesses who live in secret around the world. you have told many contradictory stories to your own family. i am a Bronze Dragon, you know this, you know about the Caverns of Time, did you think you were invisible to them? that you werent recorded? we have more reasons not to trust you then to trust you and yet we are making that leap. we have done as you asked and left you and Ashia alone, we are considering your offers of friendship and help." he motioned to one Green female who smiled at The'kal and side stepped to hide behind someone taller. "there was even one among us who suggested that we should all put ourselves foreward for this transformation. but again your threatening us because we dont trust your words at face value... but we have been betrayed so many times in our history can you blame us for being cautious?" he pointed to Order and then the male Red currently on his knees next to the Dragonqueen. "your friend has turned over yet another betrayal... and i am speaking to you instead of our queen so that if you were to overreact i would be the target of your wrath instead of her. i asked for the honour of protecting her this way, it was in no way forced on me."<br/><br/>Azu looked at the eye for a long moment before she set the now sleeping baby on Karren's bed, made a small wall out of the blanket to encirlce the child and keep him from rolling off the bed before she started looking.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"Azu can try."</span>she started moving things around carefully, obviously not wanting to drop or break anything.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>