He stared, before giving a small gesture to the two constructs that had been heading for the door. They stopped, and set up a defensive position on this side of the door, getting ready to defend it from any that might not be entirely friendly. "What happened, Nadrii? What did I miss? I heard it was about 317 years since Ragnarok, but it has been... A bit longer than that for me. I want..."<br/><br/>He stopped, suddenly wavering, and shook his head, forcing himself to focus. "Nevermind. I don't function anymore Nadrii, I can't even make that statement without it being a damn lie. I have to get to the Draenei, and I hope E'Lune, Jashah, and the others are as good as they thought they were, otherwise I am out of options. Xyra, sorry, but stay with Nadrii, safer for you that way. The two constructs here will stay with you two, so try to not take them apart please. My body guards get shirty when I have less than eight, but..."<br/><br/>He shook his head, before activating a stim pack, realizing that he was nearly passing out from sheer exhaustion. He took a deep breath, and figured he had an hour before he needed another, rather than the six months the stim packs used to give him. "Brief those two on what I need to know, I can't... I can't stay here. Coming here might not have been the wisest choice, but I had to know. That someone was still here, waiting. It... It was good seeing Nadrii. I will be back as soon as I can."<br/><br/>The sheer LONGING in his voice spoke volumes, but he instead shook his head, and did what he had done for the last two millennia. He turned to the door, and continued to place one foot in front of the other.<em>I wish... I wish I could remember. Did she enjoy being held? Should I?</em><br/><br/>The thought wasn't meant to trickle down the link, and he didn't seem to realize he had sent it, instead shaking his head again, and heading back up the stairs, forcing himself to keep moving, tunnel visioned on his current objective. Getting to the Draenei as soon as possible.