[The unhappy look on her face melts away and she regards Frederick warmly. She's still standing a few heads too tall, in a body she's unfamiliar with, but for the moment, the awkwardness is gone. It's immediately comforting, in a way that days of debating and rationalizing with herself failed to reassure. She couldn't lose her chance at peace because of paranoia.

She smiles,] Would that be your Exalt? [He mentioned her name. Allura recalls back,] Emmeryn?

[She's touched. From their conversation earlier, it's clear that Frederick holds her in the highest regard.] That's very kind of you to say.

[Before he can respond, she blinks, suddenly realizing how serious their conversation has become. She laughs, sheepishly,] My apologies. You must have come to the beach for a relaxing break. I'm afraid I've made it anything but.