Jaina and Thrall turn to each other.
Lady Jaina Proudmoore says: Well, old friend, it felt good to share a cause and fight side by side once more.
Thrall says: Yes, it did. Like on Mount Hyjal all those years ago.
Lady Jaina Proudmoore says: But thank the Light, this world tree did not fall.
Thrall says: Jaina... When Amirdrassil took root on Azeroth, for a moment it was as if... like there was...
Lady Jaina Proudmoore says: A voice? I heard it, too.
Thrall says: Good. I didn't imagine it.
Lady Jaina Proudmoore says: So beautiful. Like a song. It seemed to be calling out to me.
Thrall says: Could it be the voice of the World Tree?
Lady Jaina Proudmoore says: I don't think so. It sounded far more ancient. I'm not sure how I know that. It's just a feeling.
Thrall says: If we both heard it... felt it... maybe others did, too.
Lady Jaina Proudmoore says: Perhaps. But let's leave that investigation for another day. Tonight, we celebrate our victory.
Thrall says: All of us. Together.
Lady Jaina Proudmoore says: Together.