"Tom...? You know this person, Koltira?" Liadrin shifted her gaze between the two men, a bemused expression written across her face.

The newcomer looked nothing like what she pictured someone associating with Koltira to be, but then again, neither was she. It was a great relief to watch Tom greet the grim looking Death Knight so fondly. He deserved to be treated with kindness for all that he had sacrificed for his people.

Snapping out of her moment of quiet contemplation before either of them noticed, Liadrin quickly arranged her mouth in a polite smile, bowing with one arm swept behind her back.