The Avatar frowned, the first time it had ever shown emotion, and let out a sound of annoyance.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "Listen, Order. Just shut up and listen to me."</span><span style="color: #b30000">"I knew you were hiding in there, I never bought the infallible machine act." </span>The Avatar glared at Nalo then looked at Order again.<span style="color: #ff0000">"The Seer Clan can read all of my recorded data and he can set it to an authorization level equal to his, but he can not change anything or set its authorization higher than his. Only the Crafters Clan has the tools to actually change what has been recorded."</span><span style="color: #b30000">"Yes, but the Seer still had access to you in the first place and that's not normal."</span><span style="color: #ff0000">"You are to blame for that. He didn't abuse any loopholes or use his power, when your worthless excuse of a life caused issues in Silvermoon for those mortals the secondary programming was activated and he was granted access to see what happened because he was closest."</span><span style="color: #b30000">"Don't blame me fo-"</span><span style="color: #ff0000">"You are to blame! You had one fucking directive and you couldn't stop thinking with your dick to do your damn job. You were so obsessed with Morah you let that city rot to its core! If you had just done what you were supposed to do Silvermoon would be prospering like this weed of a city is and you would still be fucking Morah! Morah, if things had gone how they were supposed to, Vyre would be dead, Ibara would still be glued together like a child's art project, and you'd still be living happily in Silvermoon. But you can thank this failure here for taking all of that away from you. It's her fault that I've had to get involved with saving that city. And it's her fault The'kal's rampant stupidity has gone unchecked for so long!"</span>Nalo visibly flinched and looked down while the Avatar approached Order and folded its arms.<span style="color: #ff0000">"Looker became obsessed with you and The'kal after gaining access to my archives. I have your entire life history recorded, yours and The'kal's. From the moment you were born to this very moment. He's gone through and read all of it and continues to read it. I don't know if he wants you or The'kal but he's trying to separate you two, I follow orders I don't read minds. And Delithia Sweetwinds was handcrafted by him specifically for you. He also resurrected her sister who you've recently met. However he never added memories of a family to Delithia and the huntress died a particularly traumatic death after losing her family. All of that Titan energy in her body and the story about exploring Pandaria? Lies from Looker, that woman killed herself after watching her sisters and children die. She's been a tortured spirit walking this world since shortly after the Battle of Mount Hyjal. He's playing with you and with the mortals like he's a god now but I don't know if his intentions are hostile or not." </span>The Avatar brushed a strand of hair behind its horn and shrugged.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "Not like you're going to believe me anyways, but there you go. You have the proper authorization to ask me any question and I will gladly answer them for you."</span><span style="color: #b30000">"I liked you better when you were an emotionless machine."</span><span style="color: #ff0000">"And I never liked you, you cheap imitation."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>