"I will not wrangle them, Malygos." It comes out sharp as she bares her fangs at the implication of it. They weren't giving these blessings to control, only to guide and to protect. "If we cannot earn their trust, they will surely turn against us."

The last thing any of them need are the younger races undermining the foundation they've built over the past few centuries. Especially not after one of their own did precisely just that as of recent.

"The loss of life affected not only us, but the rest of Azeroth. Remember that above all else. Every being suffers right now, some more than others." The last bit comes as an afterthought as she solemnly watches the blue leviathan.