<span style="color: #5900b3">“The moment had passed and I ruined it. But I’ll try again the next time you treat me to some homemade bread. Ras said he’s making Chiren another outfit and she’s so excited she can’t sit still. I made sure to let him know that her horns need to be visible.” </span>She smiled softly and shook her head.<span style="color: #5900b3">“Sorry. I just don’t think it’ll be as bad as you make it out to be.”</span><br/><br/>Crimzon sighed softly and leaned against Tyrande. “I appreciate the honesty, for whatever it’s worth. I don’t like putting up fake appearances for people.” He uncorked the bottle and poured a small bit into a glass for Tyrande to sample. “Eternals can’t, but my mother-in-law can and she taught me. I can’t jump around through time or anything like she can, but I can localize it to specific areas and age or de-age things.”<span style="color: #b30000">“Mother-in-law? You married Vyre?” </span>Ras’ expression notably darkened for a moment and he nodded. “I did. And it was a wonderful marriage… until wasn’t. Sharindia taught me how to understand my Eternal power, mostly, and by extension how to manipulate pockets of time.”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>