Athena sighed in annoyance and her hood vanished to let her mane of hair spill free.<span style="color: #ff00ff">"Insistent old man... I think you just like touching hair. Just don't pull it. You might lose a hand."</span><br/><br/>Vyre struggled immensely trying to think of things to tell Ashia and when the dragonling hugged her she retuned it happily.<span style="color: #8000ff"> "You better love me after ruining my once perfect body with this damn egg."</span><br/><br/>"And have you bothered to make that known? You'd have a lot more people interested in meeting you if they knew they wouldn't be murdered for getting too close. You listen like a mortal does." He shook his head and turned his attention back to his bar. "They've already exhibited poor judgement multiple times. Some are too merciful, some are not merciful enough."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>