<span style="color: #a64dff">“I will take you up on that every now and then. Perhaps our children can become friends too, a handful of little harpy hatchlings and your children would make for an exceptionally adorable classroom.”</span>She looked at Order and grinned wickedly.<span style="color: #a64dff">“You’re definitely learning to change a diaper. I may not make you do it on the regular, but I’m going to teach you anyways. It’ll be fun to make you squirm. Kind of like revenge for how much you pick on me.”</span><br/><br/>Lonnie shook his head and leaned back against the wall.<span style="color: #ffff99">“Ain’t much that can be done. Even as powerful as you are there’s nothing to be brought back. They were all sacrificed to Ragnaros or some other awful being those soot-stained bastards are worshiping. No, I just come back here every year to think and tell my boy what his old man is up to. I know he’s dead and gone, you don’t need to tell me, but it still makes me feel… better. It soothes me a little.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>