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His ears twisted when he heard the counter-points of his friend, not expecting so much resistance to a simple solution; he had explained it would not be permanent and thought that this would be a selling point. Firefly looked to Rosalyn next and was content to hear her acceptance of his solution — at least in part. Her sharp words to Illidan would have otherwise caused him to bare teeth and defend the boy, but she was on his side with all of this and he wasn't going to cause more of a scene.

Your mother does what she thinks is best. The pirate drawled, and Firefly watched as Illidan took these comments in. He went ahead to say his own piece next, before the boy could counter with more Sound-bound loyalty: I expected your trust, Illidan. We aren't making any decisions without considering all the options, like Caiaphas he didn't add, but we can't sit here with targets on our backs, unable to defend the lives of the unborn. This is still our land — your mother's land — but it wont be for long if Drageda attacks us in our current state.

He stopped then, giving Illidan a moment to process or to respond - yet he couldn't shake the feeling that there was now a divide between them. Was the Sound really that important? It was a beach; if he had to choose between a patch of sand or his children, the choice was simple (albeit a little shocking, since he didn't have an ounce of paternal instinct in his body).