I doubt you would be willing to provide everything I desire. [ The tone in her voice is soft and almost far away sounding. She would not ask him to attend to her whim of the idea of a future of any sort between them. What he has given her up until this point is more than enough--it should be enough.

His other query makes her tilt her head back to look at him. Her gaze softens. Her burdens? There are many she might offer up. This may not be the time or place for all of them. Instead, after a moment, her shoulders relax and she turns into him. She rests her chin on his chest to look at him properly. ]

The beastmen are attempting to actively summon their Primals again. It's why the Scions keep calling us away. [ Her eyes dart to the side for only a brief moment before returning to him. ] There is another group that has decide to pit themselves against the Scions. They call themselves the "Warriors of Darkness." They're intention is to beat us to the slaying of Primals and cause some sort of upset... although they have been quiet for some time now.

We tried to reach out to them and offer to make an alliance; we fight the same things after all. Yet, they insist we are their enemy no matter what. I believe it bothers Alphinaud more than anyone after all that has happened...

[ Then, a shake of her head. ] I wouldn't wish to weigh you down with more when you are in need of rest, Aymeric.