[ The Crystal Exarch remains quiet as she speaks. The lack of smile still haunts his features as she continues. How young she is. While the Warriors of Light are human and surely fret, worry, and doubt themselves time to time... it is oh-so-clear to him in this very moment how young she is. If only he could do more, say more, be more to help her in this moment.

He stands then, quietly, without drawing much attention to himself. That is not hard to do as he is technically not even physically present. Regardless, he walks to the side of the table they have sat at. The crystalline hand that must offend her raises and finds a resting place atop her head. She might notice then, for the first time, he holds no physical form, nor one comprised of aether. ]

You can be none other than who you are, my friend. I pray that you do not need the words of those who would insist you are other than yourself. You and your sister are two sides of one like minded coin. Your faults and your strengths balance one another.

[ A pause then. ] A Warrior of Light is none other than the chosen of Hydaelyn Herself. It does not make you, as you are, any different in soul. You might burn brighter and Her Blessing guide and keep you from harm... but it does not change you, K'thisru Pahsh.

As for your judgement on my actions... I will take your words of wisdom to heart.