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he wasn't really prepared for the honesty that flooded from his friend. illidan watched him with an intense expression. his ears were drawn forward to eat up every word that was offered. through all of it, he held his tongue and did not say anything in response to the scarred man. he had plenty of thoughts that were racing through his mind. the intricacies of leadership had all but passed him by, and still the young ghost did everything that he could to maintain his position and to do what he was supposed to.

“i mean, your suggestion was just your attempt to do what was right. you shouldn't beat yourself up too badly for it,” illidan then assured the sun-touched man. then, his brow creased and he cast a thoughtful frown toward the ocean water that lapped on the shore. “whatever we do, we should decide on it together,” he added in a softer voice. it was in this moment that illidan thought of erzulie, and his stomach crinkled inside of him with a peculiar feeling.