<span style="color: darkorange">"actually your purple and im blue but alright. you keep bringing Whisperia up like you regret what you did... for all we know she didnt lie to him, maybe shes the only woman who will give him a son, we both know how important that is to any man but especially a Troll."</span>she sighed and shook her head before she smirked and held Nyaka tight and kissed the top of her head.<span style="color: darkorange"> "i hope you enjoy this because when im done making milk itll never happen again."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: dimgray">"im not living here, im hunting pussy here, theres a difference and even you have to admit there is a wide selection of tail to be had here."</span>she shrugged and returned to her Human state as the guards reached the dead man and started swearing, retching and muttering about another one for the Murder Row Vigilante.<span style="color: dimgray">"and your under the impression my life matters to me... why? what can i possibly do with it that matters? im an exile of my Flight so i cant gain prestige or power among my kind. im a freak of a Black Dragon so no one trusts me meaning i cant gain power or prestige with any government, not even this one... and i have no tresures to hoard so i cant even take pride there. i live because no one has killed me, i fuck because it feels good, i eat because im hungry but i have no reason to exist."</span>she blinked back at the light and the guards all but jumped over the edge to investigate and she smirked.<span style="color: dimgray"> "is this supposed to trap me? there is a shadow inside my clothes behind me and thats more then enough in a real pinch..."</span>she rolled her eyes at him and pulled out several crystals and inside each one was a recording of Vyre and or Nalo discussing her.<span style="color: dimgray"> "do you think i trust anyone? i trusted my own kind it got me enslaved, i trusted Mortals and it got me mutated, raped, beaten and branded... now you want me to trust you? your some kind of Troll god, why the fuck would i trust you? you just said you can kill me on a whim so i would be trading a physical collar for an invisible one threatening my life. what can you offer me that would make me even consider trusting you or working for you? and dont say you can disable the explosive failsafe, i can neither verify its there or that its gone."</span>she shook her head a little and sighed softly and for just a moment the broken woman inside her showed on her face before her mask slipped smoothly back into place and she looked at him for an answer.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>