Shimmering Sands sometimes they fall down for a reason

illidan, he introduces himself as; and offers no response to her commentary on the seaside. praimfaya offers a soft smile and doesn't take it to heart. he seems ...distracted, she notes, though without knowing him doesn't think it fair to interpret too much more than that. she inhales deeply, tasting the tang of the sea brine and lets her frostbound gaze wander over the frothy waves of the sea as they crash against the sandy shore before he speaks again, inquiring on whether they met before or not. her gaze flickers back to him; contemplating. no, praimfaya says with firm conviction. we haven't... and then she adds with a playful quip. unless i have a doppleganger somewhere out there. but she's pretty sure she doesn't.