Sasha laid a hand on Lazarus's chest, as if she could hold him back, and watched Shujin, glancing to Prince as he tried to sooth her. [color=6ecff6]"because so far he's said very little about himself. And I feel like more then screaming, dear Kitty. I don't care if I'm making a scene. Maybe jts about damn time"[/color] she looked back to Shujin, she shook her head [color=6ecff6]"moulder magic doesn't make me who I am. Not all moulding is the same. As for why they would have left you? Maybe they had no choice. Maybe it was for your own protection and well being. I don't know. But it seems foolish to despise them when you will probably never know the answer. All I know is, mother carried around a great sadness. So you can probably be rest assured that she grieved every day for having to leave you"[/color]

She dropped her hand, to snatch one of Lazarus's [color=6ecff6]"no Lazarus. Please, stand down"[/color]