[ It's a difficult choice to make, and he doesn't envy her the decision. Yet another reason why he'd opted never to dabble in politics. At the end of the day, he understands better how to wield a sword and axe than a flowery tongue and masterful words.

But.

He looks at her - at him, but for once, he doesn't actually see himself reflected back in those familiar eyes - and smiles ever so gently. ]

Perhaps. But - and forgive me if this is too bold to say - but I agree. Peace is more important than most can understand.

You remind me of someone I knew. [ Once upon a time, before the Storm had entered their small corner of the universe and before reality had come crashing down. ] She, too, would have done anything for the chance at peace for her people.