[[I guess I'll start anyway, then. *sigh*]]
Lazuri stood in the dreadfull silence, desperately waiting for Teloren to just fall asleep, so she could be with him again. She didn't exactly like Zane anymore. At all. "Do you really think he'll come?" she asked, glancing up at the Archangel that stood by her side.
"Of course he will," Tyrael replied to the new-angel, giving off an even smile although it was barely visible, with his hood shadowing over his face.
Lazuri sighed quietly, and glanced upward. "How do you know, so?" she mumbled stubbornly, although she knew that Tyrael was probably right.
"Lazuri, you're not the first angel that I've guided through dreams..." The Archangel replied, glancing upward as well. "...But trust me, he should be here anytime soon. And you'll be grateful once you see him." he added, as he fixed his gaze back to the now-silent Lazuri.