<span style="color: #b300b3">“That’s what I’m counting on.” </span>She laughed and shook her head.<span style="color: #b300b3">“The one picture doesn’t do him justice. If you were to see him standing beside a Seraphim man you would understand.”</span>She bit her lip and shrugged.<span style="color: #b300b3"> “It’s… a very complicated and unpleasant thing. But her servants did this because they thought it was what she desired. She, Susan’s mate, killed me out of mercy when she saw what had happened to me. But then was I dragged back to life and… ended up here. I would like to learn more about Susan, as a person, but I feel guilty every time I call on her because she could be doing something more important. But I do want to introduce you and Jass to her soon. And I would like to take you on a trip to Azeroth. Sorry, I’m not very good at explaining things and you’re a woman of science so it’s natural that I’d only make things more confusing. Just think of her as a very powerful person who uses a mortal shell as a matter of convenience, not to hide.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>