<span style="color: #336600">“Well The’kal is effectively dead now. It’s a body with limited access to her powers and no memories. She’ll wake up one day and start life in a realm of her own with limited access to Azeroth. Similar to Creator before she had a physical body.”</span>Trinity scoffed and shook her head.<span style="color: #336600"> “I did not claim to own you. I have been all I can to assist your recovery and nothing more. This is really the first weave spoken since you first started to relax and heal. But I can see you’re feeling hostile and I’m the easiest target.” </span>“Welcome to my every day.” She looked at Ophidian and shushed him.<span style="color: #336600">“I understand. I didn’t… I’m sorry and I’ll let it go. I’ll just police the Timelost that may prove to be problematic and I’ll just try to help the others adjust. I didn’t mean to cause you worry, I’m sorry. It’s not insanity, I just wanted to help fix things, the less problems on Azeroth the less Order has to stress.” </span>She looked at Ras and sighed.<span style="color: #336600">“Would you like to get mad at me too?” </span>“Send The’kal back to Stranglethorn Vale and let her play Loa again. She was harmless, happy, and people loved her. It’s the quiet life she needs.” Trinity nodded and looked at Ophidian.<span style="color: #336600">“I already know how Order feels but do you object to that?”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>