<span style="color: #ffff00">"exactly, that is what i am trying to avoid. the last person to ask was just one woman but i told her no and I'm telling you the same thing. i have no right to start dropping refugees on them and neither did Susan, she just did it anyway. they do not need seven more people to take care of, especially when all but one of them is an entirely new kind of alien that they have to figure out how to feed without poisoning them."</span><span style="color: #404040">"seven?"</span><span style="color: #ffff00">"you, Anna, Vyre, Inaara, Athena, Vyre's hatchling and Anna's unborn child." <span style="color: #404040">"ah." </span>"i am practically paranoid about the Animus turning evil, i monitor it very carefully."</span><br/><br/>Susan's blush darkened and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"okay, stop it before you make me blush so much i glow."</span><span style="color: #663300">"too late."</span>Isabelle giggled at Susan who stuck her tongue out at the Seraphim. Susan nodded and smiled.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"good, i just wanted to make sure we were clear. Order doesn't do subtle and Isabelle already knows that Order exists so there would be no need to wait. no, she is probably just going to yell at me again." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>