Elrayne could glance at Crimzon to see that she wasn't joking. She waved the Satyr off and returned to her unmoving vigil a safe distance from the Moonwell and Tyrande.<br/><br/>"The'kal, right? She is dead here, Order killed her. It's a shame that things played out the way that they did but I can't blame Order for it. Enough was enough." He watched her closely as she prepared her meal but he didn't say anything as to not distract her. Even as he ate he didn't say anything but was definitely taking mental notes for the next time he had to cook. When he finished he looked at her and beamed with pride. "You've impressed me. This is probably a better steak than even I could prepare on such short notice. As you can probably tell from my kitchen and ingredients I take great pride in my culinary skills and you, my daughter, may even surpass me as a chef. Well, maybe some day."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>