[ a finger makes its way to her cheek and she scratches it as she laughs amiably. it's then that she turns to the stove to fix up everything that's needed for the tea, too. ]
I can't say I know what it's like, to have gone through the same things you have, but... I'm sorry. It obviously wasn't easy.
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she manages to wipe the tears from her eyes, though, and looks up at him. ]
What are you doing?
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[And he promptly takes his hand back, resolute on pretending that never happened. If she says anything about it he's going to deny it. Forever.]
Your water is boiling.
[So go make your tea. Make your tea and forget everything else.]
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[ a finger makes its way to her cheek and she scratches it as she laughs amiably. it's then that she turns to the stove to fix up everything that's needed for the tea, too. ]
I can't say I know what it's like, to have gone through the same things you have, but... I'm sorry. It obviously wasn't easy.
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No, but I have no regrets. I do what I must. What happens to me matters not, as long as Azeroth remains safe from the Burning Legion.
[And by "Azeroth" he really means "Tyrande" because he is still preeetty salty over the whole ten thousand year imprisonment thing.]