[ A smile spreads on her face at her sister's reaction. She was never one to hold back her thoughts or opinions. Deep water diving, and now perpetual light. At least something remains the same and a constant, even when they are so very far from home.

Ah. So, that is the crux of the matter. ]

Y'shtola and Urianger have had their share of secret holding as well. I would imagine that it infuriates them being treated as they would treat the rest of us. [ Still, she nods. ] He might give away some of his secrets if you ask in the right way.

Or, in the very least, explain how he learned to make such a perfect looking sandwich. [ Alkaid lifts the small basket she brought to show the familiar looking meal. Her ears twitch and she forces a playful smile for the sake of her sister. ] All I can hope is that he will yet tell us in time. Regardless of secrets, he was not wrong about the danger that is here on the First.

[ Then, her smile falls. ] I only hope that there is something that remains when we return home...

« That's a very vague statement, isn't it? 'Something that remains.' Plenty of things remain here and look at the state of it. »

[ Alkaid's ears twitch as she looks up. Her eyes widen. Perhaps she should be used to, or even expect, when their ghostly friend might appear. Yet, he somehow always takes her by surprise.

Ardbert looks over at them with his arms crossed. He shrugs at their surprise. ] « Oh, don't act so surprised. You're the lot that's decided to have a picnic in the lands of the fae. »