[Well, he could hardly argue with her on that. He pretty much proved that rule after all. Ten thousand years and here he was still holding grudges, an trying to gain some sort of affection from Tyrande. Of course it just wound up making history repeat itself over and over, yet he couldn't bring himself to end the cycle. He tried when he had fled Outland, but it was much more difficult here.]

I suppose I cannot disagree with you on that...

[He let out a grunt, as even sitting upright was becoming a struggle on its own. Slowly he pushed himself from the wall and eased himself down onto the bed as best he could. It had been so long since he had actually properly rested on a bed, and the sensation had almost grown foreign to him. But his body felt too heavy for him to do much else, and the chill and dizziness that washed over him only seem to subside as he lay there.]

I suppose that is as much as I shall mean to you isn't it? Merely an old memory from the past come to haunt you.