<span style="color: #666600">"You sound like a machine when you talk like that, but if you prefer to talk like that we can. Though learning to be less literal will help you get along with mortals." </span>She shrugged and looked at Order.<span style="color: #666600"> "She's your mortal. This is a decision I had to make with Ashia, how far are you willing to let her go? How comfortable are you with the idea of potentially losing her? And most importantly, what will make her happiest? She can't go back to her old life in Azeroth, it's very likely she'll take her own life." </span>She took Order's hand and gave it a squeeze.<span style="color: #666600">"Do you let her die by her own hand, cold and broken. Or do you fill what's left of her life with purpose? There's no easy way to answer this question and I can't give you the answer."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>