[ Wrathion's expression dims, a barely perceptible shake of his head. No, his mother is long dead. But as to the others: ]

Some of them died trying to recapture me, once I escaped.

[ Rheastrasza herself lost her life being pursued by Deathwing, he heard. His feelings about that are... something he cannot quite describe. Complex emotions are difficult. ]

I'm sure they would tell me what they did was for some... greater good, that it was the only way they knew to help us survive. I believed that, for a time, because if that wasn't true it was just suffering. But people who care for you do not cage you, do not treat you like a creature to be tamed and studied. Guard yourself well. Trust your instincts.