Ras could tell  the milk from Lorna by the smell but apparently that didn't bother Vhal as she gulped some down with a happy little bounce.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"thank you."</span>Sharindia smiled happily and leaned against him with one hand on her belly.<span style="color: #003366">"i am definitely feeling better though your child has resumed kicking my ribs so i will have to get up and walk around some more."</span><br/><br/>"it won't be as happy and healthy as this one but it can survive it, i have one at home that i grew just for me and it does fine. but unless you want to look at the other plants here we can go someplace cooler." she looked at her hat ad sighed softly. "my mother wore this while she worked on her home garden... she left it in my hovercar a few months before the invasion and i never got around to returning it. i lost both of my parents and their house in the invasion so this is all i have left of her."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>