[Alear's mind drifts while she listens to Griss speak, while he looks at her arm. It replays her Mother's death again; how hopeless she felt. The knowledge that all these years had passed, and Lumera gave her every bit of strength she had within her to survive. To become the savior they needed.

She wondered what would happen if Queen Lumera could see her now, with her killers among their allies. Alear isn't sure what she'd think. Maybe it's insulting. She doesn't know. But maybe, just maybe she'd understand, at least Zephia's point of view--]

Yeah. It feels like having your heart ripped from your chest, but the pain doesn't just...go away with time. It's not even pleasant. It just feels empty.

[This is so difficult for Griss. Alear can tell. She's never felt any sympathy for this man, and yet something tugs at her. And yet...]

...Hey, can I ask you something? It's...a little personal, so I understand if you might not want to answer it.

[She'll wait for his answer before speaking again, but--]

What was it like, meeting Zephia, for you? How did you meet?