<span style="color: #b30000">"Then we will cuddle until you feel better, no funny business. I can't have my mate's night ruined because we tried to do the impossible and ended up caught in Order's madness."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ffa64d">"I don't need to defend my actions to someone like you. It wasn't a weapon of mass destruction and neither is my shell, it's a way for me to protect myself from people like you. It also keeps me alive. That wasn't a bomb! It acted like a bomb because you made it into one! It was intended to destroy the Council and nothing else. We thought our people would rise up with us, against the tyranny of the Council, and defend their homes but no... You came and slaughtered everyone." </span>She stopped and a drone shot off towards Azeroth.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"What do you mean compromised? If you attempt to force me to do anything I'll self-detonate and their locations will die with me." </span><span style="color: #ffff4d">"Your threats sounded better when you rehearsed them." </span>Justice moved away from his mother and floated over to Machinist as more drones appeared and began to heal him.<span style="color: #ffff4d"> "Do not threaten my only friend, Order. She is terrified, emotional, and lashing out."</span><span style="color: #ffa64d">"Am not."</span><span style="color: #ffff4d">"She will be happy to help you find what remains of my siblings once she is calm, isn't that right, my love?"</span>There was a long pause before she pushed him back towards Order and her shell started to form around her.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"I can't teleport on my own anymore but I'll meet you outside of Azeroth's orbit when I get there and... we will discuss finding your children. Once I figure out who has been touching my things."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>