[If Thrall's powers hadn't been dimmed somewhat-- by the changing of entire worlds, no doubt-- he might have noticed Sylvanas earlier. He knows he's being watched, but he owes it to this place and all the eyes that stare out from dark places. He doesn't think it's someone he knows.
He turns his head sharply when she reveals herself. Snowsong isn't coming; he knows that now, but tries to shove it aside. They've been apart before. More importantly...]
Banshee Queen.
[He shifts, turns more toward her. There's nothing hostile in his stance.]
You have no need to hide yourself from me; we are allies.
okay!
He turns his head sharply when she reveals herself. Snowsong isn't coming; he knows that now, but tries to shove it aside. They've been apart before. More importantly...]
Banshee Queen.
[He shifts, turns more toward her. There's nothing hostile in his stance.]
You have no need to hide yourself from me; we are allies.