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[thewhitepawn]

[Anduin's voice is once more quiet and lightly tinged with a well-composed disappointment. He had perhaps been a bit too-focused on finding a sembalnce of normalcy lately, and now...]

May Aunt Jaina find peace ...or at the very least the strength to ...get herself through what is to come.

[Because he knows what lies ahead for the departed Mage and feels nothing but sadness for it. More than the loneliness of an empty home, more than his homesickness and desire to see his father once more - this is still perhaps worse. The knowledge of what lay ahead for Jaina very soon now that she had gone home was heartbreaking. He sighs softly, the weariness creeping into his tone.]

Ah- tell me, what do you do when you have trouble sleeping?

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[breakin_ur_lore]

[Well, Thrall's balls. Jaina is a good friend, and Anduin's caretaker, and an extremely powerful ally. Not having her here is upsetting on all those levels - where will the boys go if they need a parental figure? Will Anduin be okay on his own? What if the Initiative needs a mage desperately? Why would they send her back, when there was obviously so much to do still?]

She's not...out somewhere, or...[He stops to try contacting her through the network. But it returns a note: user no longer active.

....Balls.

The cocoa is an afterhthought now, but what else can he think about?]

...with milk. It's supposed to help you sleep. I think.

[thewhitepawn]

[He wants to be happy for Jaina's return. Azeroth needs her, just like it needs his father. The Alliance needs its leaders - but then ...does that mean he isn't needed at all?

It's a disheartening thought, compared with the nightmares that have plagued him since arrival, growing steadily worse with the passing weeks. Jaina is going to a terrible future, and Anduin only hopes that she has the strength to see it through and perhaps ...not hate the Horde for what will happen, what has happened.]

That sounds lovely.

[breakin_ur_lore]

Yeah. It can help, sometimes.

[...should he ask? About the things that are to come? It sounds important, and bad. But they're both so depressed now. It seems....rude, to interrupt someone's sad times to make it sadder.

Wait.]

Are you alone, now? In your house?

[thewhitepawn]

Thassarian is coming over, I think, but for the moment, yes. Did you want to come over, tomorrow perhaps? I won't be working on my blacksmithing tomorrow ...it would be nice to see a friend.

[breakin_ur_lore]

[PEOPLE HE DOESNT KNOW: THASSARIAN but ok he must be a cool dude if he is hanging out with Anduin. It is nice to be called a friend, though, and he'd like to do anything to make Anduin (and himself) feel better. Also, blacksmithing? A new thing? A thing to distract themselves with?]

Sure. Or you can come here, if you want. [Since being in his own apartment might remind him of Jaina, and his father. Med'an doesn't mind either way, really. And a little lighter, to make more conversation; ] I didn't know you were practicing blacksmithing.

[thewhitepawn]

Either way sounds pleasant. A distraction is good no matter how it is presented, right? And - yes! Cairistiona has been instructing me - would you be interested in perhaps learning as well?

[breakin_ur_lore]

[Feeling a little better....c: ]

Yeah! You can see what I've been trying to do with my room...not that it's very pretty, or anything. [He needs the Home Improvement channel. Also wait.]

Cairistiona...the...death knight?

[thewhitepawn]

I would like that. Mine is rather plain.

[We'll get him the Home and Gardens network or something. Maybe a DiY magazine.]

Paladin - though I have met a couple of Death Knights in my time here.

[breakin_ur_lore]

There's not a lot of stuff to decorate with...but I've been trying. We could look around the city for things for your room. [DECORATING!!! No but he would love Home and Gardens.
It would be great.]

A paladin? But...I remember speaking to an undead. A Forsaken, I thought. Cairistiona Vyeth?

[thewhitepawn]

I tend to be rather terrible at decorating, honestly.

[Hell, his room back home is still the same as it was when he was a child, just with a larger bed. No ornaments, no decorations save a picture of Tiffin on the walls.]

I'm not sure.

[Huh. Had there been some change in the timeways, perhaps?]

[breakin_ur_lore]

Well, we'll fix that.

[He means it and all, but he's a little distracted by the issue of Cairistiona.]

Do you think that -

[But he cuts himself off. He's not sure what he wants to know, actually.]