[It breaks her cold, still heart, but their youngest sister is correct. Alleria opens her mouth briefly, a habit leftover from when she still lived; it's an approximation of a sigh, though of course no air escapes her dead lungs.]
Yes. We will be waiting for you, Dark Lady.
[And again, she'll edge around Sylvanas, away from the open door and toward the hall.]
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Yes. We will be waiting for you, Dark Lady.
[And again, she'll edge around Sylvanas, away from the open door and toward the hall.]