<span style="color: #ff0000">"Oh? What did you figure out? You can't tease us like that. It's rude and might upset us and ruin the mood."</span><span style="color: #9999ff">"Mhmm, what did that handsome hunk of Troll help you figure out? You didn't go down on him, did you? Was he as tasty as he looks?" </span><span style="color: #ff0000">"That was her son, you little slut."</span><span style="color: #9999ff"> "Yeah, but he's from a different timeline." </span>The two giggled and went back to their make out and groping session.<br/><br/>"Neither was Order or Ophidian, they just made them. And I'll do the same. I'll toss you on a boat and we'll go sail the seas until we find the perfect spot for our new home. For my new home and your vacation home." He gave her a squeeze and shook his head. "I don't expect you to love me, Jasmine. I know how you feel about me and that doesn't upset me. I want you to know that you are loved and appreciated, I want you to know that you have a safe space here with me and don't have to have sex with me for that to be the case. You are free to come as go as you please, live your life as you please, and I will never attempt to claim ownership of you in any way." He gently rolled her over so she could look at him. "I just want to take care of you like you have done for me. Now relax and let's not worry about such serious matters, I think you're starting to remember where you left your feet and that's not good for anyone."<br/><br/>Mischa nodded as she listened and snapped her fingers, a small cloud appearing behind her and she fell backwards onto it to relax. Now floating freely and spinning idly, much like a child in an office chair, she stretched out again and yawned.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"Well what about Ashia? She said her methods were complicated and I may be old but I'm not blind. Surely she would be free for uh... what do mortals call them, quickies? Those eggs got in those women somehow and I am most certainly curious but not ready to be a mother."</span>She started to lazily float around the area and flopped onto her stomach to look between Ashia and Sharindia.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"I would appreciate that. A cave or den in the mountain would be nice, but this form doesn't bother me so if it's easier to to house me this way I will certainly not argue."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>