Lonnie sat quietly and looked at Leeta, his eyes sad.<span style="color: #b3b300">“I’m guessing you mean your Blood Elven mother that abandoned you? C’mere.” </span>He hopped out of his chair and walked over to her with his arms out to hug her.<span style="color: #b3b300"> “Let me give you a hug, I think you need one. A job will be fine and you might do well with some proper guidance, it’s just a matter of finding the right job with the right boss. But you might be right, a hobby is probably a better place to start. Can you even breathe fire? I guess I should figure out what you can do before I start putting out feelers for apprenticeships.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>