Tyrande looked at Crimzon and shook her head.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "that is not what i want Crimzon. i want to help you grow into a beautiful independent woman who goes off to have a life of her own and comes to visit me on occasion depending on how far away you live."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff9999">"uh-huh, sure its not what you dreamed of. oh i definitely see you as overconfident, maybe even arrogant on occasion but hardly an asshole but humble doesn't enter into the equation."</span>Order looked between Ras and Jasmine before she rubbed her face.<span style="color: #ffff00">"fine, you have the legal right to make this request but undoing Destroyer's work is the limit of my help in these matters... i am utterly unqualified to deal with her in the condition your request will leave her in and i would probably make her worse if i tried." <span style="color: #ff9999">"your worried we will blame you, aren't you?"</span> "to be blunt, yes, i am terrified that she will kill herself and everyone will blame me."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>