"Again, dear, Elune and The'kal. They could create a body for you like I can create a dagger out of thin air. Hell, probably easier than I could." He smiled and leaned back in his chair. "Do you know how many times I've heard that exact line from Vyre? Yes, she became an emotional monster after Elune turned her into an Elf, but she was very much capable of love and loved Ibara more than life itself while she was a Naga." Ras motioned to Nyarien who started to coil around Leena without saying anything. "She loves you, you have distanced yourself from your pets and their children, you have a roof over your head, and the world is yours to explore with nothing anchoring you down. Hey, maybe it will take a while to recover but you can recover and you will. You don't get to be stubborn enough to take it up the ass from a Tauren and then turn around and tell me you can't recover from this."<span style="color: #ff0000">"He's right. If you didn't recover I would never forgive you."</span>Nyarien's tongue flicked the base of Leena's ear as she slowly tightened her coils around her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>