[ Rather than answer right away, she lowers her head, wishing that she also had a hood to hide her eyes. She seldom sheds tears, but now she feels moisture forming in the corners of her eyes, and a part of her chastises herself for having such feelings for someone she barely knows. ]

If it brings you and your people protection, even just a little, I'll- [ Her breath catches, and her words seem to become stuck in her throat. ] I will ask them- all of them - to protect you. [ She wonders why she feels so strongly about this, when she has yet to truly meet him in person, and obviously, the people he leads are strangers to her. And yet, life is precious, and as far as she is concerned, enough lives have been lost and will continue to be lost for as long as wars exist.

If even just a remnant can be spared, that is still meaningful. She opens her mouth to comment again about his idea, and how she means to do her best to put it into practice, but before she can, the familiar sound of the linkpearl can be heard, and for just a moment, her expression falls.

Knowing that it is every bit as pointless as it has been all the other times she tried to reach him, she extends her hand to him, wishing that she could touch his hand or arm (even the crystal one) and offer some form of comfort. ]

I shouldn't ask, but- [ These meetings must be having some kind of toll on him, so asking this seems incredibly selfish, but she can't stop herself either. ] Will I see you again? [ Either in the proper time or outside of it. ]