Tyrande kept walking and shook her head.<span style="color: #5900b3">"what makes you think this is a good time for any jokes? she is feeling vulnerable and frightened and your making jokes about the very subject that is upsetting her, which is exactly what she is afraid of..."</span>she shook her head and sighed angrily.<span style="color: #5900b3">"i am walking away because i knew you would follow. i have not turned my back on her, i am trying to make her see that her fears are unwarranted but in the mean time you are making the exact kinds of jokes that she is terrified of and to be honest i am tired of them as well. i do not need my nose rubbed in my long extinct sex life, it is not funny and it makes me feel even more fucking miserable then i already am! i am quite certain you don't know a single thought that goes through my head because you somehow think these sex jokes are funny to the people who aren't getting any and haven't gotten any in thousands of years."</span>she yanked her hand free with a growl and looked at Nalo.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "you don't know me. you know Tyrande the ruler and Tyrande the Priestess... i honestly don't think there is anything left of Tyrande the person. i will forgive you later, for now leave me alone."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>