[ He would be lying if he said that whenever he looked at his city and the buildings that make it up, he felt no small amount of regret that he is not doing more. If he could, he would take up a hammer and nails and begin repairing what he could with his own two hands. But his duties as a Temple Knight often take him from the city, and when he is returned, he does not have as much time to do as he wills as he would like.

Perhaps if a day comes that he is no longer a Knight, then he might be able to contribute something to restoring the city that he loves so much. ]

Indeed. And had I the time for it, I would offer aid myself. It seems a poor excuse to say that my responsibilities as a Temple Knight prevent me from it, however. [ He shakes his head, a frown crossing his face. ] There must be more that I can do, and yet I still have not found a way to achieve that.

[ To say that the state of Ishgard troubles him is putting it mildly. And perhaps it is odd that he wishes to see the Brume in better condition than it presently is, but it is a part of his home, and so he cannot help having those desires.

He cannot help the surprise that crosses his face when she takes his hand, or when she leans against him and looks up at him. The very moment that her fingers twine with his, similar shockwaves travel up his arm. He is surprised, yes, but it is a pleasant kind of surprise. ]

I will not take you far nor keep you long, but I- [ I find myself wishing for company tonight. ] There is something I must tell you.