<span style="color: #b30000">"You are a private and shut in woman, even Crimzon has to sit outside your fortress of a bedroom while you sleep. Do you think it's unreasonable for me to offer you the same when a stranger is giving you a massage or applying sunscreen? I don't think you're a monster, I know you're a self-conscious shut in."</span>Crimzon squeezed Tyrande again and nodded.<span style="color: #660000"> "When we're alone. Nalo?"</span><span style="color: #b30000">"Hm?"</span><span style="color: #660000">"If life in the city permits it, if life permits it. Would you ever help Tyrande become a mother?" </span>Nalo choked on her muffin and stared at Crimzon like she was crazy. The Sentinel cracked a small smile and nodded.<span style="color: #660000">"I thought it would be funny to ask. But I meant adoption and such, I read about your orphanage work in Silvermoon and the ones you support in all of the major cities."</span><span style="color: #b30000">"No, I can't help her there."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>