<span style="color: #4dffa6">"you need a book explaining metaphors my dear. i would rather learn something more exciting from the books since i won't be making any books... oh hush you, if i kiss someone on the cheek it's fine."</span>he looked at her and smiled though it was weak.<span style="color: #4dffa6">"you could say that my curiosity and desire to learn trumps my ignorance and remind me that it's not my fault since i grew up where there was no way to learn more. you could also call me a handsome old Murloc. but the wisdom part, that was very good so your not a completely lost cause on sweet talking me."</span>he smiled some more and squeezed her hand.<br/><br/>Tyrande returned the kiss and then shook her head and resumed walking. it seemed she wouldn't reply at all but just as the house came into view she did.<span style="color: #5900b3">"i love you Crimzon... i love you and i need you desperately... you are no longer my bodyguard, you are the keeper of my heart. an injury to you wounds me and if i lose you... it would be the end of me. we must take equal care of each other or we are both lost." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>