"Hey, I'd love to be able to pick and choose who I heard and who I didn't but it just doesn't work that way." Ras nodded a bit and gave her a squeeze. "Yep, I've been wanting to talk to Ibara about getting a tan but she's wrapped too tightly around Vyre for me to even bother. I guess it's fortunate I found you, my sexy little Elf. Yes and where do you think Ibara's powers came from originally? I can pop your little bubble very easily and then you'd be in real big trouble." He shook his head and smiled. "I doubt I'll find anything here I like, aside from you."<br/><br/><span style="color: blue">"I bet you can't give me a single reason why you do, I'm sure you're just looking for a mortal plaything that won't live too long in case you get bored or something along those lines. Me? A danger to every one around me? I can't get out of bed in the morning without drugging myself to get over my depression, those pills I tried to overdose myself on? Yeah, without those I'd lay in bed and cry until I wasted away or was physically dragged out of bed. And before you say it and sound like everyone else I'd told about this no, it's not something I can just 'grow up and get over'. I've been suffering with it since I was a child even when my life was okay." </span>Sahra took a deep breath and looked away.<span style="color: blue">"My life isn't worth anything to you or anyone else, I'm not a Night Elf, I'm not attractive, I have no friends or family, nobody would care if I lived or died. I'm not going to give up my thirst for revenge, but... I really have nothing better to do and if things with you don't work out there's plenty of ways to find... peace."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>