At critical moments, Deren was still the reliable one.
He tapped the table and said to the two elves, "All right, stop talking nonsense. If you want to eat with us, stay. There's one more thing I want to tell you."
Seeing Deren's serious expression, the young ranger instinctively covered her mouth, indicating that she definitely would not say another word.
Sylvanas sat back down as well, glaring at Deren with an unfriendly look, unsure what he wanted to say.
Onyxia, unable to suppress the smile at the corners of her mouth, finally returned to her seat. Then she called toward the kitchen, "Dear Jaina, can we eat now? Deren seems a little hungry."
Deren:—
"It'll be ready soon!" Jaina replied.
Before dinner began, Deren said to Sylvanas, "There's something I may need to trouble you with."
"What?" Sylvanas straightened up.
"Do you remember killing the Orcs yesterday?" Deren asked. "More Orcs will be coming to Theramore next. After what happened yesterday, they clearly won't dare stay here, so they'll arrange to return to Orgrimmar as soon as possible."
"So what do you need me to do? Intercept and kill them all on the way?" Sylvanas revealed an excited expression.
Deren hurriedly raised a hand to stop her. "No, don't be so impulsive. We don't need to do it ourselves. I've already arranged people for it. You only need to get information on the ships leaving the docks—the people aboard, departure times, and routes. I assume you can get that information in advance?"
"Mm, no problem." Sylvanas nodded. "But are we intercepting them at sea?"
Deren nodded. "Yes. If the Orcs charter ships alone, we'll sink them. If they travel with other races, you'll need to spread rumors that the Orcs might drag them into trouble and should compensate them."