<span style="color: #ff0000">“I don’t know how to explain my senses to you in a way that you would understand. But I sense everything that’s happening on Azeroth and its surrounding moons and stars, every spec of dust settling, every fish shedding a scale. Everything. You have sex or a child playing with a doll is just one more bit of useless data I have to process and purge.” </span>She sighed softly and looked skyward.<span style="color: #ff0000">“Perhaps you would just like to meet her? She can explain herself to you better than I can. Humor is something I struggle to recognize, but I understand what you were saying now.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>