[ Once more his hands reach out to catch her, only to be reminded of the harsh reality that he is not truly at her side. A deep pain settles in his blossom as he watches her stumble and correct herself, his hand still reached out to her. The ruby eyes beneath his hood stare at her as her words settle in. Of course, it serves as yet another reminder of how daft and inconceivable his plan is... ]

I promise you, K'thisru. We will survive long enough to see you. And, furthermore, we will survive after the matter. We are a resilient bunch and drive ever onwards to create a place of hope when others may not believe it exists.

So, please. Frett not so on our behalf just yet. [ He studies her over and smiles gently. ] For now, perhaps we have walked too far. We might revisit this excerise at another time.