<span style="color: #b30000">"So what am I supposed to wear when I'm wandering around the home? Do you just want to see my tail and cock swaying that much? Not that I'm against it, of course, they're always ready for you play with." </span>She stood up and walked around the table to kiss Morah deeply.<span style="color: #b30000">"Let's get you that beer so I can get you into the shower and you can go meditate."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ffff4d">"Then why are you here if you don't care about me? My thoughts and opinions mean nothing to you, my trust means nothing to you, are you just here to pretend like you're a caring parent? You could have left me in that black hole and nothing would have changed for either of us."</span>When they got near Azeroth the Machinist's shell began to shift and rotate then turned into a massive triangle.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"He no longer has access to my monitor, maps, data updated... what is this? It calls itself Nalo? That's touching. And here's the information I promised you."</span>Order's mind was suddenly assaulted by the coordinates of over a million different monitors the Machinist had still active and which Eternals they were bound to. At the end of the list she would find one bound directly to Honor but it was located in a section of the universe that had been misplaced by The'kal's damage.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"Every monitor you encounter will now regard you as a friend and give you whatever information you need. I'll try to locate that monitor that was watching your other son."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>