You should know he could not do that. [ No matter how angry Malfurion was with Illidan it would not matter, he would always be his brother. That much she was certain of. He was too good of a person to feel that sort of hatred towards his brother. At least she thought he was. Perhaps it was coming close to no longer being that way, but she was uncertain.

This though she was certain about. ]

Yes, I can. Even with modest supplies I can make something. I have used less. [ She shooed him with a hand so that she could get a better look at what he did have around. ]