<span style="color: #b30000">"Keep pressing your luck and I'll stab you too. If I can't get away from this family by choice maybe I can force someone's hand. I'm sure Order would trip over herself for a chance to kill me, we already know she's the mindless tool of The'kal. I bet she's salivating at the chance to finally think for herself." </span>She waved him away without ever lifting her head to look at him.<span style="color: #b30000"> "Go find the other me, I'm sure she would be happier to spend time with you. Assuming your lazy, scrawny ass can even catch her. You can leave the dog here."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #cc99ff">"You won't lose the child. You have me and... I've already endured so much for you, but if you need to me carry the child instead I can be a surrogate. I don't mind. She can waste her life a victim of her own mind and we can have the child together. But we can figure something out, surely she should be due soon? She's been pregnant for such a long time and she's gotten huge. I guess that's because she's carrying an Elven child though?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>