<span style="color: #660066">“Never mind. Azeroth isn’t a nice place for... people like me so it’s... I’ll have to get used to not being spat on.” </span>She nodded and closed her eyes as she started to grow more comfortable with the vehicle.<span style="color: #660066"> “I have all the time in the world to learn and the training and discipline of a military commander. Other than the meeting you arrange for me and the lessons you have for me I have nothing else to do. I will give singing everything I have and more. And what about you? If I do become a singer worthy of anything can I use my status to improve your life as repayment for the kindness you me?”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff0000">“It’s not fuck those memories, it’s I may not want to become a Naga again if I go back to being an Elf. I miss being beautiful, graceful and powerful.” </span>She hissed low and glared at Leena.<span style="color: #ff0000">“If I knew the answer to that I would already be pregnant. I... maybe he should just force it- the issue and just... I don’t know.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>