[ Another blush yet creeps onto her face at his jest. It is not taken poorly or even with anger. She, of course, has been told they always appreciate the Warriors of Light being present at meetings. However, how he said it, implies that it is her beyond just her many titles. Even so, she has never once thought he resents his duties. He would not try as he does if he did.

Her head tilts as he explains. Then, she looks over her shoulder to the view that fills him with such peace. The buildings can be seen as well as the landing for the airships. The mountains frame the city as one can no doubt see those who call it home wander through the streets. It is a place that is removed from others but yet still in reach. Very fitting for the Lord Commander of the Temple Knights. Then she tilts her head back to look skyward. ]

There was a small cave that K'thisru and I would hide in when the arguing and the clan dynamics became too much to stand. You could see the world through the other end. It had always seemed like a doorway to travel through to a place larger than our clan and it's constant shifting of .... everything. [ Her nose curls up slightly at the thought of it all. ] We spent nights there sometimes, discussing where we might go when we would finally leave. She always had the natural arts of speaking to things that she could conjure. While I had the natural arts of healing. She went to Ul'dah and I to Gridania for our respective studies.

I don't believe either one of us ever has the intention of returning to our clan. [ She looks back at him with a smile, leaning forward towards him despite her seat. Her ears give a playful twitch. ] And I have no intentions of living in Mor Dhona with the Scions for the rest of my days. They are friends and comrades, but, the idea of having a home to return to... mayhap I will look at Ishgard.

[ Alkaid shrugs with her free arm. ] It may not be the same, but, certain things make it more appealing than that small cave.