She almost groans when she hears his voice. She doesn't turn to face him and almost considers ignoring him. Valamia didn't hate him quite as much since the redsworn meeting but he wasn't anywhere near her favorite person...or top five favorite people. She picks up her totems before she turns towards him. It was weird but a part of her almost expected to see a pack of demons behind him. Hm.

"Yeah. Someone has to do it, right?" She would say more but it's hard to. On one hand, it's him and on the other hand she doesn't want to admit to not having the same connection to the elements she had in their Azeroth.