Of course not. While some may still fight and push back? There are certain to be ones that are looking for that guidance and kinship. After all, you are all Ishgardians. [ She gives a confidant nod as well. There is no doubt in her mind that those willing to move forward will find that path. It is simply showing them that there is one, and one that will lead to a future for people and Church alike. ] You are not one to give up on anyone, my love.

[ At his shiver, she decides that he needs some tending to once more. Alkaid pulls the covers up a tad more, being careful of bumping his hands that still hold the Azems' crystal.

His silence far from makes her worried. He is ill, and revelations of the ancient past are ones that will make any person stop and wonder. She attributes his shaking to the fever spiking once more.

At that, she moves over him to his side that faces the part of the bed she usually sleeps in. She gently lies beside him, curling up against his frame. Her head rests against his arm, while her hands raise to encircle his that holds the crystal. While her body heat and presence may not cure the ailment? She certainly hopes the comfort it gives will be enough to help him with whatever his ancient name has stirred in him... as well as his fever.

She trails her fingers along his and closes her eyes. There had been a time when she attempted to bridge their ancient selves, but, only so much could be done at the time in the cold storm of Corethas. ]