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[ Perhaps unsurprisingly, Alkaid melts in her sister's hold. She lowers her head to rest it against K'thisru's shoulder and lets her eyes fall shut. It is difficult to explain the amount of pain that her heart--even her soul--seems to be in over the ordeal. Perhaps K'thisru could understand to some degree. Alkaid knows that her sister is oh so very fond of the Crystal Exarch and always has been. ]

I will have to be.

[ Urianger's gaze softens as he turns his gaze to the other older Scions. What are their thoughts on the matter? He cannot deny that the Warrior of Light would be a great asset to their mission outside of the cure. ]