[ Rare are the times in which he finds himself at a loss for words, and yet he seems to be just that in this moment. The knowledge that Zenos came for the two sisters once more, forcing them to kill or be killed, does not sit well with him at all. By rights, they are more than able to take their own revenge and to defend themselves, but the part of him that feels obligated and what is more, determined to defend them both, wishes that he could take up his own blade to strike Zenos down.

But as he has already been dispatched, there is no further need for that. He will simply have to find other ways to be the protector and defender that he feels he needs to be. For now, this is best put aside so that he can focus upon her as he ought. ]

Thisru and Raha, then: if you are certain they will not take offense. And I will pass on a request that bandages and supplies be brought to them. [ As soon as a moment presents itself, that is. He does not mean to leave her just yet. ]

Was there another way? With what little I know of this Zenos, I think that there was not. I do not think that all of you would have left in one piece, and I do not say that to cause you alarm. [ It seems clear enough to him that either the two sisters would have left alive or none of them would. But that hardly makes what they had to do any easier, and he knows that full well. ]

I am glad that fate, fortune, or the gods, or even all three, saw fit to bring you home.

[ He does not wish to imagine a world without the little family that he now considers his. And, with her added reassurance, he considers G'raha a welcome member as well, alongside the two sisters and the children that they have adopted. ]

I miss you every time your steps take you far from us. From me. [ But he is quick to lean in to give her a warm kiss, to further bring home the point that she is home. ] But you are here now, as am I, and I intend to keep it that way.