<span style="color: #4d4dff">"If... if you say so. I don't know what this Vyre was like but I'll... you say to be patient with her so I will be. I'll try to be nicer to her because if you trust her she can't be that bad. Maybe. Maybe you're just too nice to her. Chiren is a special girl, isn't she? I like that we can talk to her siblings. I hope she grows up like you and takes care of all the baby dragonlings.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff0000">“Expansion is a natural desire of mortals. Your people will flourish with my changes and your population will gradually grow. And me taking over Lordaeron will give me more room to build additional facilities and train mortals to use my technology in safe, controlled environments. I can also teach them to be better and more efficient farmers.” </span>Animus cocked her head and then shook it.<span style="color: #ff0000">“I don’t feel pleasure or frustration, any emotion you see me displaying is purely artificial as I’ve learned that expressing no emotion, or not enough can disturb some mortals. My desires… if they can be called that are due to my corruption from Chaos’ energy, but also the- information you don’t have access to. I share The’kal’s desire to look out for and assist all mortals, and using the knowledge given to me by my creator, who wishes to recycle me, I have the means to accelerate Azeroth’s development. My motivation is that I help the mortals because I have to.”</span>Animus’ eyes flashed and she went still for a moment.<span style="color: #ff0000"> “We can begin now. My auxiliary power systems have been retrofitted to siphon energy from the Sunwell and they will support me for a while.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>