There were a thousand things she could say. Sse could tell him that she didn't disagree with him entirely, she could tell him that if he wanted a pat on the back for his great ideas to go kiss the ass of someone who cared. For a moment she even considered pointing out how she couldn't give a damn about his race. He could be an orc that tried to kill her on Draenor for all she cared. She shuts her eyes for a moment as she walks with him and tries to figure out if there's anything she wants to say at this point.

"Yes, yes. If you could spare this all until we're not as to close packs of demons that would be great." She tried to sound a bit less frustrated then she had previously been with him although it didn't work. She sounded angry still. The only thing that changed was that she went from looking like she wanted to break half of the bones in his body to indifferent. All Valamia wanted at the moment was two things. To be out of the woods and for him to shut up. She didn't expect either of them to happen soon.