[ There are those that are most certainly jealous or wishing they had what the Scions had. However, it was set in motion and in place far before her and her sister arrived within the Waking Sands. Heroes that followed before them and lived in in the time through the Seventh Umbral Calamity. She would not take away from them... yet she certainly wishes she might operate separate from them time to time.

Faith in Isghard has been shaken to her core by the truth after centuries of being taught not else but lies. It cannot be changed over night, and anything that might tip those others into belief of their new found path is false will most certainly happen. Aymeric is a man just as anyone else and it is no surprise to see the weight of it all bearing down on him now. She frowns deeper at his statement and shakes her head. ]

This is not the temporary Head of State needing someone to aid him right now. It is a man that I cherish deeply. [ Love is more apt of a term... yet she fears that it might only make him wish to turn away in that moment to admit it. She squeezes his hand tightly and steps away so he can lead the way. ] Let's be swift about it--you need not be in the cold any longer.

[ She lowers her hand from his face. It moves to the hand she already has in his hold, both hands squeezing over the one to try and warm it as they walk. ]