[ He pauses in his steps in order to look at her. Although she cannot see his face underneath, save for the lower half, one might tell his gaze has softened. Oh, how he does long to tell her all that he can. The boyish dream of being recognized by his heroes, to have them see what lengths he has gone to ensure the future of their star. Yet... simple praises and recognition are not why has done what he has. It is the safety of their star, and the safety of the Warriors of Light, that matters the most. ]

As I have said, I am the leader of a group of people. Though they are the ones who have built what we call home. I have understandings of arcane magicks and patches of history of our star.

[ What does he prefer most? Hm. A broad question. Perhaps she will specify. ]

You should speak to Count de Fortemps.

[ A vague statement, but he shall not explain too many details of the future. He knows she wishes him to speak of it but... ]

That depends on the one listening to the story. I, for one, would rather enjoy hearing the tale.