Tae'lo'ren watched as the blood elves moved instinctively to their designated locations along the river to bathe. The hunter was uncertain as to if he should join them or not, for even though they had all worked together earlier, and while none of them could compare to the hostility and malevolence of Roe'nor and Neras, he didn't want to intrude on something private between them. It took a gentle signal from Elariel, his friend and lover, to indicate that no harm would befall him. Nodding his gratitude, he joined the males. Seeing them naked and exposed introduced the night elf to something he'd long been without: kinship. The times Tae'lo'ren spent with squads of his own bathing together, exposed to each other, speaking freely and casually, like brothers, this is what these elves had as well, and it was something the hunter missed.<br/><br/>After a time of swimming about he saw Elariel approach. He wanted to rush to her, to embrace her, to feel her warm, wet body pressed against his. For obvious reasons, he restrained himself, appearing casual and indifferent. When each began to speak, Tae'lo'ren was uncertain and uneasy, debating if he should speak at all in response. The attention they offered the hunter, though, indicated that it would be an insult to not speak.<br/><br/>He turned to the four elves, eyes soft, gleaming with tenderness and appreciation. He spoke to Elariel first. “I, too, and thankful, not merely for unexpected allies, but ancient allies that many have forgotten existed; I am thankful that the five of us have not forgotten,” He then turned to Solarius. “I am thankful that my brother and I were able to provide you the opportunity to glean answers, for if anyone can overthrow Illidan and his foul, demonic corruption, it will be you.” Then to Aidyn. “I am also thankful for a safe journey to and from the Black Temple, for we are the proof that little is truly impossible.” Lastly to Teirn. “Yes, I am thankful for this river, for I see it now, as it is, and I am hopeful that it will one day soon be restored to it's original beauty.” The hunter dipped low and respectful to the mages. “What say you to the idea of traveling to Shattrath or Dalaran?”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>