Iylldrraen performed patiently for Aelena. If she really was the same Aelena he’d met so long ago, he had all the time it took for her to comprehend what he was trying to communicate.  He knew that, despite her exuberance, her wit, and her keenness, sometimes the simplest things escaped her. Finally, at long last, she understood, those brilliant eyes of hers lighting up, as well as those cheeks. He began to purr, unable to contain his pleasure of seeing her again, seeing her personality, her behaviors, everything that made her who she was. The instant her back was turned he began to change, eager to see her reaction to him. In a flurry he began dressing. He checked himself in the mirror quickly, then proceeded to approach Aelena again in greeting.<br/><br/>“Hello, Aelena Kalys, I am Iy-hhhuuaahhhhh! Aaahuuuuhhhh!”<br/><br/>Well, he’d tried to introduce himself, at least. He’d forgotten the foul remnant vapors of that infernal he’d chomped earlier still lingered in his mouth, catching in his throat as he tried to speak. Quickly he manifested healing into his mouth, breathing a few times to make sure he’d caught it all.<br/><br/>“I’m sorry, as I was saying, I’m Iylldrraen Ironhide.” Smiling, he stood, eyes glinting with eager anticipation. He could barely control himself from rushing to her, embracing her, and spinning her around the room in, what he considered to be, a proper greeting with friends, especially what the two of them had been through together. He took this moment though to truly appreciate how she had…developed. She had become a prime example of not only a woman, but a female. Recalling her pose and her behavior, she was still so playful and provocative. All over again his heart began to melt for this pretty Draenei shaman.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>