<span style="color: #0080ff">"They-"</span>She was interrupted by a soft moan and nodded.<span style="color: #0080ff"> "I'm glad, they exist for my mate's enjoyment... This body doesn't have the means to reproduce so everything is just for looks and pleasure."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #a64dff">"Sad?"</span>She looked at Lorna for a while and the dryad could see she had struck a nerve with the half-breed but she wasn't getting angry.<span style="color: #a64dff">"Then how can I be better than a person I don't know? Loving animals is wrong... I was told that too, but my father loves a Gnome and I was told he has a harpy too. How is that different? Isn't it okay as long nobody is hurt? I don't want to love animals but I have to, I don't understand people and I don't like them."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #666600">"Order is dead! The woman I devoted myself to and gave four beautiful children is gone! I still found happiness, I still went on living and found peace in my mortals.</span>" She looked to Order and sighed sadly.<span style="color: #666600">"I love you, you make me feel safe and happy but it would be disingenuous to say you're the same woman I used to love. No, Melody. I want nothing to do with them. I'll open Azeroth to them, they're free to visit me if they want but... You were special to me. I hope you find death as peaceful as you think it will be." </span>Shaking her head she created an orb to continually heal Order in a controlled stream then returned to Azeroth's atmosphere where her sadness caused it to start raining over most of the world.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>