[indent][indent][indent][indent][color=39FF14]"You know dear, sarcasm is the lowest form of wit"[/color] Esme responded, not even looking towards her and looking towards Aloysius instead. [color=39FF14]"Ddfending the weak might seem noble Aloysius, but ultimately they are leeches on your own power. Cast them aside and look after yourself"[/color]

[color=EE4B2B]"Now come on. That isn't fair and you know it."[/color] Aloysius retorted. He wasn't about to let his mother carry on when Lola was clearly hurting. [color=EE4B2B]"Lola is a strong woman. She is stronger than nearly everyone else in the Guild. Last I checked she scored higher than you did she not?"[/color] Aloysius glared at his mother who simply lowered her stare to the floor. [color=EE4B2B]"Or did you not tell her that?"[/color][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]