[ She squeezes his hand in return as it is not him that had caused upset. Her own mind and emotions towards the state of missions calling her away from home has. Ones that require her to fret as she cannot help the place that had become her home. While a great deal of help had been bestowed to Ishgard in ending the Dragonsong War? She feels that she has not kept up the task as a savior of Ishgard. ]

Many wounds that had not been closed; ones that had been left to fester from the occupation of the Empire. [ Her gaze drifts to the side as her eyebrows knit together. ] Thisru eluded to the same having fallen to Ishgard.

[ Yet one more wound I was not present to heal...

As he has ever been the expert at reading her, perhaps he might see that what troubles her is the notion that once again her sister is the true Warrior of Light. That she is the one who truly embodies the ancient seat of Azem. Oh, yes, Alkaid may travel and heal the hearts and bodies of many.

Yet... what good is that if she cannot help those she calls family? ]

The delegate did not seem to need a healer to return to Ishgard. Instead, she was far more fixated on making certain one who could cast offensive magic with ease. Perhaps that is the apt way to explain it: Ishgard is in no need of addition healers.

[ After all, they play home to the aastrologians... ]