Her frown deepens. She hasn't the slightest idea if the Sin'dorei evacuated Silvermoon during their invasion, so there's no telling how much experience Gladespring has dealing with fleeing civilians. But looking back, remembering the smell of fire and the sounds of her own people fleeing into the marshes, the taste of adrenaline going stale in her mouth, the feeling of her heart pounding as she tried to stay herself from panicking - the people of Suramar would be just as lost and frightened as her people were. Leaving them without clear options would only frighten them further.

She transfers her hand from tendril to her other arm, folding them across her chest. "We could use Derenaar as a haven, if we made contact before evacuating the city. And if we had Derenaar's support, we may be able to recruit some elven help. I would imagine if our operation was backed by fellow Kaldorei, the people of Suramar would be more willing to follow us."

She leaves the Eredar issue unspoken. Maridian already knows what would happen if she led the evacuation.