<span style="color: darkred">"Everyone else would disagree with that. Even the sentinels I've reassigned to non-combat positions still see me as a monster and pet." </span>Crimzon pulled one of her blades from the air and looked at her reflection in it.<span style="color: darkred">"Just because have gone without a companion doesn't mean you need to continue that way. You deserve someone who does care and can be with you when you need them, and can leave you when you're busy."</span>She looked up Tyrande and, after a moment of hesitation, walked over to hug her tight.<span style="color: darkred">"Even if my reasons are selfish I want you to be happy. What about Ibara? Even before her breakdown she ran a city and had Vyre to make her happy. Vyre didn't do a good job, but it was still something. You need a Vyre in your life that won't drive you insane... or make you anymore insane than you already are." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>