<span style="color: #660000">"I don't feel anything very well. It's like a hair tickling the back of my mind that I should feel something but I don't know what. When I look at you it's less of a hair tickling and more of a bat hitting me... I don't know what my feelings towards you are, but I want to be by your side always."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #b30000">"And I like your robe on my bedroom floor, this is a more appropriate outfit for the location."</span>She squeezed Morah's hand softly and lead her outside to where the Elves were cuddling.<span style="color: #b30000"> "Well this isn't what I expected to see. Morah brought breakfast for you, Tyrande."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>