Frustrated: "Grahh... curse all this damnable waiting! I understand why all of the mages were called for this battle, but Varian could have at least kept one or two behind to communicate with us immediately to let us know what is going on."

Growing Shock: (Teasing at first)"Yes love, you're right. I suppose patience does yield results." (See's something is wrong, growing concerned) "Something isn't right though. Those ships look far more battered than they should be. Tess, hand me your spyglass, quickly."

Sadness, and feeling defeated: "But the truth is, it wasn't easy. Back when the Alliance of Lordaeron was first formed it was like a loose coalition. None of us knew what we were doing, or if we'd even survive the war. We lost a lot of good people in those early years."