"How do you think Proudmoore should deal with the approaching orc army?" Alleria asked.
"No idea!" Sylvanas shook her head. "I just got here. I don't know the details, so don't ask me."
"Then just stay here and listen!" Alleria said. "Maybe you'll come up with a good idea later."
"Oh." Sylvanas sounded rather reluctant.
The officers continued their discussion, but Sylvanas seemed distracted the whole time. Alleria found it strange. Hadn't Sylvanas always been interested in this sort of thing? Why had she been silent all day?
"What are you thinking about? Do you have any good ideas? Or... have you figured out why the orcs went to all that trouble to bring those catapults here?" Alleria asked.
"What else? To besiege the city, of course!" Sylvanas said distractedly.
"Who doesn't know that? The problem is that they don't have enough stones. What are they going to use to attack the city?" Alleria asked with a frown.
"How would I know? Is that why you called me here?" Sylvanas asked.
"Isn't that reason enough?" Alleria asked.
"I might as well go back to Arathi!" Sylvanas said. "You already have plenty of people here."
"If you were an orc, how would you use those catapults?" Alleria asked.
"If I tell you, you're not allowed to scold me," Sylvanas said.
"All right! Go ahead!" Alleria nodded.
"I'd ask my brother-in-law. He's full of devious ideas, so he'd definitely have a solution. Then I wouldn't have to think. It's too much of a headache," Sylvanas said.
"Why are you bringing up that bastard again?" Alleria asked with a frown.
"You said you wouldn't scold me," Sylvanas said. "This is called pooling ideas. That's what my brother-in-law said!"
"You're just being lazy. Why make excuses?" Alleria said.
"You're the one who asked me