When Tae'loren looked away, then back up at Elariel, she saw that green glow there in his eyes once more. She reached out for a moment, the tips of her slender fingers brushing against his jawline as he discussed his condition. The one he saw as a taint. The one, she assumed, any Night Elf would see in such a manner. Her own emerald green eyes blinked at the tone in his voice, and she bit the inside of her cheek. She knew that, like many other of her kind, her eyes had been a deep blue before Arthas wrought his destruction. It was the fel magic that had given the arcane hungry Blood Elves something to sustain themselves on whilst they recovered. Some.... Well, Elariel knew that her kind were lucky that as many of them pulled through that dark time as well as they did.<br/><br/>Elariel's thoughts were pleasantly interrupted as Tae'loren's lips found hers, drawing her close and stealing the very breath from her. She wrapped her arms around him for the short but passionate kiss. When he pulled away it took her a moment to realise what he said. She merely nodded before turning to claim two bowls and two spoons from a nearby dresser. She and Tae'loren set about serving the food, and when she was seated before him with the stew cradled between her hands, she looked up at him.<br/><br/>"You view the fel power as a taint," Elariel began slowly, trying to think of the best way to address what was clearly a delicate issue with him ."I understand this. My people would have felt the same before we were similarly tainted..." Elariel stopped, reaching up to tuck a stray lock of flaxen hair behind her pointed ear. "But, if it were not for the remnants of that power I would not be here at all. It still... It still has a hold on me," she brought a finger up to swipe gently under her green eyes, "But I am still here. Perhaps your taint is like that? If not for that power I'm not sure we would not have made it out of that fight this morning alive. I'm not saying it is a virtuous power to call upon, but I don't think you need tear your conscience apart if you use it. Not when you are maintaining control the way you are." Elariel looked like she might say more, but instead she averted her gaze apologetically and put a spoonful of stew into her mouth.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>