[Until the memory ends, Krile remains as still and silent as possible. Out of respect for Louisoix, yes, but in deference to Alisaie's pain as well. If this was her grandfather, her chance to hear his last words one last time...she would want that same courtesy. Krile is a bit too practical to cling to unfounded hopes, but recent discoveries had left her wondering-
And now it is a shambles. Lost. Probably forever. And so she too must return to no longer grasping at the fringes of possibility.
Only when the air clears does she clear her throat to match it.]
Neither of you saw fit to send word of this back to the mainland.
[Or she would know. There are precious few true secrets in a city of questions.]
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And now it is a shambles. Lost. Probably forever. And so she too must return to no longer grasping at the fringes of possibility.
Only when the air clears does she clear her throat to match it.]
Neither of you saw fit to send word of this back to the mainland.
[Or she would know. There are precious few true secrets in a city of questions.]