Malfurion was...he was angry. You cannot take what he said then to heart too much. [ The truth was she was not certain about that. It had been a mistake to leave him like that, so many mistakes had been made all around. It was difficult to face it all now and she found herself strongly wishing that Malfurion was here with her. Not because he would know what to do, but just because his presence would make this so much easier. ]

This is not a discussion for this moment, Illidan. Or perhaps any moment. There was no way such a discussion would go anywhere between them. So she simply followed him to where the food was and frowned. ]

Perhaps I could use this to make a soup?