[ Jaina speaks as if the task had been easy and to most who know her, of course there had been no alternative. For years she's carried this tremendous guilt that she could never articulate into words despite the impact they had in her life and years later she would carry it with her to the grave. It wasn't as if she could be buried with family or anywhere within in Azeroth as the lasting memory of the birth of the undead caused her to make arrangements to dispose of her body entirely. That preparation among several others was due to the influence that the Lich King had left behind in her. There was plenty left to do in Azeroth, but she would no longer have a part in it. Life goes on and so it would for those who remained in Azeroth, hopefully a lot easier now that Frostmourne's fragments were removed.
For both Frostmourne and her to disappear at once... Azeroth's denizens may fear her as their next villain, but perhaps there was enough faith in her actions that her name wouldn't be tarnished so much. Those who believed in her would rise up to defend her name and those who didn't would move on to the next threat that faced their world all while Jaina lived with the decision she made. Not lightly, but one that had to be made above all else. ]
Thrall..? [ She doesn't fall into this trance of thought during the summer easily, but nothing pulls her out of it quicker than her friend's actions.
Humans were known for being affectionate creatures. They bond easily with others and grow attached to physical contact unlike many of the other races that Jaina was familiar with. The orcs, for example, valued honor and fighting above many other things. A punch to the jaw may as well be the same thing as raising a hand to greet a friend so while she is surprised to feel his arms around her, she welcomes it without resistance. There's so much going on that it slips through the moment, lost on her for now--but will return later on when she is by herself once more. ]
There is no need for any of that. [ She begins, pausing only when she lets the weight of his words settle in her mind. Was he asking for what was never possible before-? ]
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For both Frostmourne and her to disappear at once... Azeroth's denizens may fear her as their next villain, but perhaps there was enough faith in her actions that her name wouldn't be tarnished so much. Those who believed in her would rise up to defend her name and those who didn't would move on to the next threat that faced their world all while Jaina lived with the decision she made. Not lightly, but one that had to be made above all else. ]
Thrall..? [ She doesn't fall into this trance of thought during the summer easily, but nothing pulls her out of it quicker than her friend's actions.
Humans were known for being affectionate creatures. They bond easily with others and grow attached to physical contact unlike many of the other races that Jaina was familiar with. The orcs, for example, valued honor and fighting above many other things. A punch to the jaw may as well be the same thing as raising a hand to greet a friend so while she is surprised to feel his arms around her, she welcomes it without resistance. There's so much going on that it slips through the moment, lost on her for now--but will return later on when she is by herself once more. ]
There is no need for any of that. [ She begins, pausing only when she lets the weight of his words settle in her mind. Was he asking for what was never possible before-? ]