The cottage was much the same on the outside as it was on the inside. Elariel had just turned her curious eyes to the wall of reagents when she stopped in her tracks. The Druid wanted her to... watch Tae'loren die? Before she could control it her face set in a mixed expression of confusion and annoyance. The Druid then indicated towards the table and chair, and Elariel walked over and settled into one, hoping that he would explain that comment of his a little more. Was Tae'loren ill? Was he on a dangerous path? And how could she just watch something horrible happen to him. Her insides clenched at that idea. Even though she'd known him such a short time she couldn't imagine her life without him now.<br/><br/>What the Druid said next made sense to Elariel; some of it she had known, other bits she had guessed, and some of it she had no idea of. What she didn't hear though, was any reason for why she would be watching him die. She didn't want to get caught up in the conversation, especially as she didn't know how long she would have with this venerable druid, but she needed more information.<br/><br/>"What did you mean... watch him die?" She asked, holding back her other questions in favor of having this one be addressed first. She swept a few loose tendrils of her blonde hair behind her pointed ears and looked at the Night Elf, letting him know that now he had said what he did, she wouldn't let it go.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>