[ He will never leave his mantle of Lord Commander behind. Just as she can never truly leave the mantle of helping those around her behind. It is a complicated web to weave, but she will not abandon him simply because it is complicated. Perhaps that is a part of why she remains holding his hand even though their pleasantries of formality would dictate otherwise. ]


I would say it is all the more reason to disturb me. Sometimes we have to make these moments instead of waiting for the whims of fate to grant us them. [ Her gaze shifts back to him with a small smile. She means their private moments, not the ones bound to happen due to their respected duties.

A nod is given to his report on Estinien. She doubts she may see much of the dragoon in the future, but, she would still wish him well. His life is free of bloodshed and endless war. The Azure Dragoon deserves to see as much of the new life Ishgard has as all of them. ]

The idea of a small Lord Commander looking forward to presents from the Saint is rather adorable.

[ A mischievous glint takes her eyes then. While her sister is much more obvious of troublemaking of the two? One can see how she quietly is in her own right. Once they can look past her and the mantle she wears.

Alkaid spins then. Her hand moves from his to rest on his upper arm as she comes to a stop by his side. A tilt of her head and a playful sway of her tail might give a bit of her underlying intentions away. ]

On the note of the Starlight Celebration being such a sacred notion to all Ishgardians? I believe there to be none more suited to the task of escorting a Warrior of Light through the way his people celebrate it than the Lord Commander himself.

[ And... she rather wishes to give him his present with as few eyes on them as possible. ]