<span style="color: #660000">"Then you won't get that mail any more. I'll assign Nalo to it, she'll filter it before it's delivered. I'm made of people you sent to die, I remember every death. And I'm not mad at you, I went to war knowing I would die. I knew it was suicide but that it was for the greater good. So if it's worth anything, the souls I contain all forgive you and we all hate to see you beat yourself up doing the right thing." </span>She looked down at Tyrande and squeezed her again.<span style="color: #660000"> "Maybe Elune can help you with that... Somehow. She had Nalo bring us here because she cares about your health, physical and emotional. She will care about your relationship with Malfurion." </span>She shook her head and sighed again.<span style="color: #660000">"I sink. I'm too dense to float... And I want to hold you. You need it."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>