Vereesa: For so long, there had been little more than hatred and malice in our sister's eyes. To at last see a glimmer of the Sylvanas we knew...
Alleria: I had ceased hoping for such a thing. I am pleased we had a chance to speak with her, Vereesa.
Vereesa: I only wish we'd had more time!
Alleria: As do I. But if she stays true to her word and sees this obligation through, perhaps one day we will.
Vereesa: It will never be like it was before. The pain she inflicted upon the Kaldorei... upon the world... how could she ever answer for it?
Alleria: I'm not certain she can. But if her penance brings any measure of peace to those she wrong, at least it is a start.
Vereesa: You're right, Lady Sun. Our family has endured so much darkness. We must find a way to cling to hope.
Alleria: Yes, Little Moon. Mother, Father, Lirath... they are only memories. We thought our sister was as well. But now... we shall see.
Vereesa: ...and now, after so long...there is much we need to say to each other.
Sylvanas: I know, sisters. But judgment comes.
As I fought demons for centuries across the Twisting Nether, I clung to the hope that I would one day hold my son again, and stand beside my sisters once more.
I could never have imagined the fate that befell Sylvanas, or the monstrous choices she would make thereafter.
Vereesa desperately hopes that the return of her soul fragment means that our sister has been returned to us. I am less certain.
But I have learned to be patient. I will be watching...
After witnessing Sylvanas's deeds during the war, I feared the last vestige of the sister I knew was gone forever.
But when I heard what transpired here in the Shadowlands, I had to come and see for myself.
I'd understand if you thought me a fool for still having hope, but... I have lost so many that I loved.
If there is even a chance that a spark of the Sylvanas I knew has returned, then I refuse to give up on her.
