[ There is considerable effort placed into her hands in order to steady the bowl in her lap. They still shake, but the concentration has caused her body to tense. It almost feels as if she must will herself to make the motions when all of her feels numb. She inhales sharply, glancing up at him through her light pink bangs.

The thought comes to mind once again that she was helping remove his armor. It feels as if she cannot focus on one thing. If she lingers, vivid images may return, and her body shakes at the thought. But, she cannot simply go from task to task unfinished. That truly is a sign of her being unwell. Alkaid swallow before lowering her head. ]

N-no. It's not. [ Alkaid shuts her eyes to keep the memories of sounds and images at bay. ] I... it... the First is saved... b-but it was a dying world. F-far beyond what the Seventh Umbral Calamity did to our world, here, the Source. It...

[ Her throat closes around the words again and a pitiful sound escapes her. One that says she is frustrated she cannot speak, but is also afraid to relive all that she had seen. She had become a monster, despite the reassurances of all those around her. Ardbert had been the only one to be honest with her and K'thisru.

I'm not a monster. Thisru isnt a monster. We're heroes. ]

... I was so terrified... h-horrified... all those people and...

[ Try as she might, she cannot force the words to come forward.]