Totoka River Try to convince ourselves.

The boy revealed something that came as a shock to Firefly — a relation to Caiaphas, of all people. His first thought was, this is a trick, because he just couldn't believe it. Why would one of her children leave her? Illidan hadn't; then again, Firefly wasn't privy to the details of the family or anything they'd gone through. He studied the boy in silence and could not see much of a resemblance to his mother (if there was any) — except a slightness of build, but that could've been from anything. Firefly discovered that he did not want to believe this truth-bomb -- but the boy was explaining things a little bit, sharing pieces without prompting Maybe he felt guilty.

I left before they did, he said in regards to Drageda's abandonment of their precious cliffside. Did it matter when? Wasn't it more important to think about why? The boy had been present for much of the turmoil — specifically, for the battle on the cliffs — so surely he would've known his family lived right next door. Yet he didn't choose to seek them out, reunite? It should not have bothered Firefly as much as it did; however, he thought of the weight that Illidan often carried, the sour quality inherent to Caiaphas, the darkness that spanned their lives which they wouldn't openly share with him.

You could talk to her? he offered, not that it was up to Firefly to decide such things. Caiaphas was a fickle creature prone to violence, but she had a place in her heart for her children, even he could see that. Firefly was frowning subtly as he considered the boy's options, but they both knew it would be too dangerous to go to Rusalka - I could draw her out if you want to talk to her.

And if this was a trick, one final ploy by the dragons of the cliffs to behead the queen of Rusalka, Firefly would be there to tear the boy and his allies to pieces.