Anna smiled a little and shook her head.<span style="color: #4da6ff"> "normally all we have to do to get Order's attention is talk about her too much and she pops up, i am surprised she hasn't appeared already but... Order? i would like to talk to you please."</span>she leaned into Athena's hand and smirked a but before she could reply one of Order's automated clones appeared.<span style="color: #ffff00"> "greetings Anna. i am sorry but due to a recent and severe injury Order is unavailable. my abilities are limited but if i can assist you in any way please feel free to ask."<span style="color: #4da6ff"> "so, you aren't Order? you look like her."</span> "this unit is an automated drone unit capable of the more mundane things Order does to help the mortals of this world such as healing people, putting out fires and repairing sinking ships."</span><span style="color: #4da6ff">"oh, then can you heal Athena here?" </span>the drone scanned Athena and then frowned and shook her head. "<span style="color: #ffff00">negative. these injuries are far too complex for this unit. if you would like i can put in a priority request for her attention that she will receive as soon as she has recovered from her injuries sufficiently to return to her work however, i have no information on how long her recovery might take."</span><br/><br/>Ashia frowned a little and shook her head.<span style="color: #404040">"i have a feeling our worlds are very, very different places. there are almost no Blood Elves left and the city is populated by people who abandoned the Horde and the Alliance to get away from the wars and bickering."</span>she looked at the flower and smiled a bit.<span style="color: #404040"> "but he doesn't hide, he slithers around as he is, he is technically a citizen of Darnassus with signed papers from Tyrande Whisperwind." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>