Lonnie snorted as the woman fell and kept walking. It took a few minutes for her to collect her thoughts and climb several feet out of the bank. Once free she sat down and pulled the furs away from her foot which had been maimed by something in her fall. With a hiss of pain tendrils of shadow energy slowly stitched her wounds together and when finished she pulled herself to her feet.<span style="color: #ffff00">"You will be treated like a crazy person until I see otherwise, at which point I will devote myself to your cause and it won't fucking matter what I said and did. I haven't walked on you yet, have I? Quit whining." </span>She adjusted her furs and followed after Lonnie with a limp.<br/><br/><span style="color: #336600">"I don't need to learn either, my life. Our lives, are just fine without her treating us like Ras. We are not her playthings to go into the past and 'adjust' if things don't go how she wants. I don't trust her and I never will. And even if she wasn't abusing her time powers, she was still an adviser to Azshara, that alone is enough of a reason for me to not trust her."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>