Oh, Vas. No, no, Mar was this friendly with everyone. Maybe a little more so with girls he found cute. But it had nothing to do with a history he honestly hadn't thought about in a while, and everything to do with the fact that they were or at least ought to be Azerothians first, and thus all basically family in the fight against Azeroth's enemies.

"That's fine, you wouldn't want to be a sister in spirit to my sister without a good long getting-to-know-you period. She's been a little cranky ever since the whole rise-from-the-grave thing, I think quite understandably." Mar, that might not be something you should just say like that. "Did you have something in mind? Because as far as I'd gotten in this thought process was, 'recruit fellow competent person to help'."

Obviously he'd succeeded in his quest, because she'd dropped armor.