Erin took the tool and looked it over before hugging Britomart tight. "Thank you. This means... more than I can put into words." She pulled a small, leather pouch from a pocket inside her robe and opened it to put the repaired tool away. Britomart would get a faint whiff of Jim's cologne from the pouch as Erin put it back into her pocket. "I don't know if I'll ever be able to return to my time but if I do, I wanted something of yours... My mother's... you know what I mean."<br/><br/><span style="color: #ff99ff">"I understand that, but I need to learn to care for myself. I am an adult now and I need to start acting like one." </span>Vyre belched and let out a happy sigh when she finished her meal.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "Delicious as always, my love."</span><br/><br/>"I'll talk to Elune about Rayne. You and you Zelina never should have been involved with her to begin with." He folded his arms and looked down at his daughter. "And? That's going to upset her and make her dig her heels in harder, giving her something she's unreasonably terrified of is much smarter. You clearly haven't made too much progress with her."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>