<span style="color: #660000">"No, I only hold you in the highest regard possible High Priestess. I just don't want my foolish desires to interfere with our work relationship and I can see that they already are... I am deeply sorry for saying anything and causing you this discomfort." </span>Nalo rolled her eyes and stood up with Tyrande while Crimzon just pulled her legs even closer and rested her head on them.<span style="color: #ff0000">"Am I having a seizure? Can you not tell when I'm joking or not anymore?"</span>She poked her face as she walked with the priestess and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "Do you think I know you so little that I could ever seriously suggest you wear anything remotely revealing? Especially to a subordinate? I think you're the one with lower expectations of us. Crimzon is scared of her feelings and when she confessed to you in her own way you just turned your back on her, something another Highborne I'm very familiar with has done, and you think after all time we've spent together I don't know every thought that runs through your head? Tyrande."</span>She took the High Priestess by the hand and stopped walking.<span style="color: #ff0000">"I know more about you than you do... But I sometimes forget that people more than just numbers of a sheet of parchment, so I sincerely apologize for making that inappropriate joke."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>