Aulidan: "All right, now that we've escaped Black Rook Hold, we have time to talk properly."
Maiev: "Am I supposed to be impressed that you put down a tea set on the grass?"
Aulidan: "I don't have enough mana right now to conjure a table. But that's beside the point."
Aulidan: "Maiev, my dear, please. You must recognize me. Imagine me with glowing, fel green eyes. And horns. Naked."
Maiev: "For Elune's sake, Illidan, control yourself! My brother is standing right there."
Aulidan: "You-- You do know who I am!"
Maiev, cackling gleefully: "Of course I do, you pea-brained Betrayer. I was just enjoying watching your frustration."
Aulidan: "Why you scheming, conniving--"
Both: *start furiously making out*
And they lived snarkily ever after. Or something. I don't even know.













