Ardbert has come to help... and my sister and I followed for our own reasons. Still, I want to help. Even if I lack the strength to heal as I could before? I know alchemy. I can still be helpful. If you want me to tell you about the settlements--even putting them on a map for you? I will.

[ Phya's tail twitches slightly. ] How could I even taste the same as before? Illness and weakness aside... everything about me should be different. How is there enough that is the same?

[ His tone shifts. Her ears stand on end. Breath catches in her throat. Eyes widen. Her heart pounds loudly in her chest and ears. Surely, he can tell how her heart beats faster and louder now. Aymeric and her ancient love are the same being--the same person. Yet, hearing the age in his voice has always made her weak at the knees. A stoic wall that lifts to show the love they've shared despite the many rebirths and time that has passed. ]

No! [ Her answer is immediate. Tears come to her eyes. That longing feels as if it will consume her. But, she hasn't been forgiven. She hasn't yet been told she may call him by his ancient or current name. Let alone the affectionate names. ] No, I don't. But, how could you stand to be with me after all the hurt I've caused you?

[ She stands then. Arms move from around him to encompassing his shoulders. Hands guide him to rest her head against her bosom. One hand rests on the back of his head. Hopefully he will not be angry. ]

Your duties have always come first. I know it and accept it in any life. Your people, no matter who they are, mean the world to you. How could I ask you place me ahead of them?

[ Even if it had led to their parting in more than one life.]