<span style="color: #666600">"Like us, they're just people trying to get through their lives with as little suffering as possible. No matter where they come from, what they are, or who they are."</span>Images of every race appeared walking on the sands with them.<span style="color: #666600">"For every violent, war-starved animal, parading their faction's pride. There's a dozen more just wanting to go home to their family after a long day of work. For every Eldryn there's a Scholar and an Elune. For every Garrosh Hellscream there's a Tyrande Whisperwind and Baine Bloodhoof who want only peace for their people. They're all unique in their senses of right and wrong, they're just like us, complex and unique beings."</span><br/><br/>"Would you like your food pre-chewed for you then? If you're that tired I wouldn't want you to pass out trying to eat a stew." He returned the kiss and gave her another squeeze. "And when do you ever need to be that strong? Other than when you're arguing with Vyre over what color panties Ibara should wear."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>