<span style="color: #ff0000">"Jokes can lighten a mood, I thought it would serve to make you both relax and see how ridiculous her fears are. I am not intentionally harassing her or trying to upset her, but the first comment got her to actually express emotion so it made sense that more jokes would also work. You're the only one getting upset." </span>She rolled her eyes and folded her arms.<span style="color: #ff0000">"Then get laid if you're so bothered by it! I'll have Malfurion dragged out here for you if it'd make you happy, but we both know there's no love in that political marriage you maintain... You're making yourself suffer for nothing. I could have a line of men of any race ready to serve your every whim and give you full control in bed. But you'd rather be miserable expecting the man who couldn't care less about your needs to come crawling back to you."</span>She let Tyrande walk away and sighed.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "That's one thing I don't understand. I have your very existence in a file, I could tell you what you had in your wardrobe when you got dressed on your twentieth birthday and how long it took you to choose a bow to wear. But I can't figure out why you're so dedicated to denying yourself your needs... Well enjoy your walk, I'll send Crimzon back to your room."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>