[ Simply put, it is always a blessing to have the Warriors of Light nearby, but for him, from a more personal angle, he considers himself incredibly honored to be in the same room as Alkaid- K'lantaa, the one whom he has come to care for, perhaps above all others save for a select few.

Now as she begins her description of the place she once shared with her sister, he falls silent so that he might drink in every word and imagine the picture that she paints as she speaks. ]

I must admit that there is a part of me that wishes for the chance to see such places, even a place that seems... Dare I say as chaotic as the scene you describe.

[ Of course, he imagines that is impossible, not only because he has no place there, but because she has plainly stated she has no intention of returning to the clan home. Perhaps selfishly, he finds himself feeling thankful for this. ]

I must admit that I have often wondered what it was that led both of you to the paths that you have chosen, but of course, it only makes sense that your innate aptitude did the leading, at least as far as your gifts are concerned.

[ If his smile has diminished or dropped off a bit through the course of this conversation, suddenly it returns in full, but spreading across his face slowly until it finally reaches its peak. ]

You cannot know what sort of feeling those words of yours stir up in me. [ Perhaps he is speaking too plainly, his words bordering on inappropriate. ] The idea of having you residing in Ishgard is pleasing to me, nonetheless. Forgive me if saying so is too forward, but I ask for your indulgence for this one thing.

So long as I am present here, and perhaps even if I am not, you shall always have a home in Ishgard. And that applies to your sister as well.