[ She opens her mouth to say something, to further express an apology for speaking out of turn, but she stops when she notices him stand and move to one side of the table. Her surprise only increases when he places his crystal hand on her head. The gesture itself is surprising, but so is the realization that somehow, his form is different: not solid nor solely made of aether but somewhere in the middle.

Still, his gesture is comforting, and she focuses on that for a moment. Her ears lift just slightly, but her tail remains drooped as she tries to sort through her complicated thoughts while also internalizing his advice. ]

I think... [ She has something she wants to say, but part of her is telling her she has already said enough, so she changes tactics, opting to say instead: ]

And I will do the same with what you have told me. [ She still feels as though she could attempt to be more in line with Alkaid, but there are some things that just can't be repressed. Evidently, her somewhat impulsive nature is one of those, but she can at least recognize solid counsel and do her best to listen to it.

She can at least say this, however. ]

I think that you should do what you have decided is right, because who else is going to know that except for you? [ She has no way of knowing what difficulties he is currently facing, and so she has no right to tell him what he should or should not do with his time, and more importantly, with his own life. ]