Ronnae nodded happily as she took the papers to her lap, beginning to work diligently as she hummed a little tune her second father taught her from his home.

It was odd, the feeling was nostalgic, almost as if they were back in Azeroth, camping in her room during those days that she was sick. She even felt that warm feeling on her chest as she anticipated mama Naly's stew and strawberry cocoa... Of course it wouldn't arrive this time... This wasn't Azeroth, and they weren't here with her...