Atelia sighs, considering herself lucky to have found that tome in the beginning, to have continued down this path in life, and to have such wonderful fiends alongside her. Unable to do much within Reaver's tight hug, she merely places a kiss wherever she can, and squeezes the hamatula's buttocks.<br/><br/>"Even if you did word that in a way with a convenient loophole, I would still trust you when you say that. Because I do believe in you. You are all so important to me, and teaching you has been a wonderful experience. To see it pay off, for you to rise and show just how much love, care and tenderness you are really capable of.."<br/><br/>Tears creeping to the edges of her eyes, she just kisses Reaver again.<br/><br/>"I'll feel safe, with you by my side. I know you won't let me down. We'll all return victorious, a happy family again. Speaking of which, I should probably talk to Deathsatan and explain the situation to him, as well as let Bonesaw know his freedoms and limits. Then I guess we can see if those naughty girls are ready for their punishment. Tell me, how much do you like the colour red?"