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[ There was always time to rest between times of activity - and Th'ancred needed it. He hadn't expected his brother to return, however - his nervous clicking made that clear.

Oh, but he wasn't just nervously clicking because of Pratsha - the man he'd thought dead. No, though he wouldn't hide it, how could he tell the others what he lost? His magic, however, was so enhanced. He could taste aether in the air, and if he wanted, he was sure he could see it. However, that would drain far too much from him. Though it hurt to not see anymore.

His room, of course, was a mess (or would seem it for a non-Miqo'te). Both him and his brother shared it - it was more of a campsite, for it felt more natural for the shaken Nunh. He was sitting, head to the wall, when his ears twitched. Prastha was there, he could hear it. His footsteps sounded different then others.

Miqo'te ears, after all, were sensitive. Perhaps his clicking was because of that - helping him see what he knew before. ]

...Is everybody out there going okay? [ Th'ancred asked, turning around. ]

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But why not…?

Minfilia! [he scrambles to sit up again, attention on her.] …how are you feeling?

[ Th'ancred has gone deathly silent, to listen to her. But Minfilia is silent for a few moments... before she seems to smile to herself. ]

...I'm outside, again.

[Prastha rumbles, reaching for her hand.]

You are. It's been… quite a while, as I understand it. I'm so glad to see you again.

Prastha--!! [ She's staring a little, before breaking out into a massive grin. He's alive! ] It has been...

I'm sorry I was gone so long. [he goes to hug her, nuzzling a little.] I promise I'm not about to do it again.

And I apologize I had not been there to greet you. [ She's nuzzling into him as well - not ignoring Th'ancred, but they got more cuddles in the Void of Light. And yet... ] I had-- work to do. It's been hard, ever since Louisoix--

Well, I suppose that wasn't for us.

It's all right. You're here now, and I am glad of it. [he will reach out for Th'ancred if he wants to be included!] I… well, I wouldn't have expected- that anyone should have to dedicate themselves…

We still remember it, though. And- the world moves on, with that in mind…

We can live for those memories, and our future. [ She says, softly. ] Zodiark told me everything.

Is there... aught you want to know? [ She can't help but chirp. ]

[he nods.] We'll build it together.

Many things… A lot of whys, I suppose, such as- well, why feathers for you? [he reaches to touch a few, nuzzling into her again.] And- ah- what… did you experience there? If you wish to talk of it, of course.

Why feathers--? Well, um. Zodiark said I should look angelic. [ she looks a lil embarrassed, though! ]

As for what happened... it began, of course, with awakening in front of what seemed to be Hydaelyn. A glowing crystal, pulsating with Light.

…well. I can't say I think He's wrong in that. [he smiles a little.]

Just as we'd always thought She'd look? And-- with Light, you say?

Yes - Light. Even after dropping His facade, Zodiark has an overflow of Light. It's why... I did not fight.

That… was probably right, I think. [or- at least, he doesn't see a fight ending well.] But why would He be overflowing with Light…? Is that- something we need to do something about?

Our Shard - far from the Source - is close to one which has nearly been taken by Light. It leaks here, and is what Zodiark has been bathing in for a long time.

If not for it, Zodiark couldn't have made us during the Calamity. But it still influences Him.

Too aspected towards Light, you mean? I see.

And that's not how it's meant to be- is it? Though- I'm glad to be alive, of course. But- how could we remove Light? If that's what would help.

We only exist out of some of these fragments of Light. Though we look like Spoken aspected to both Light and Dark, we lack the latter. [ She's trying to keep a brave face, but she's just... close to tears.

Th'ancred, though, is wrapping his tail around her. ] But if we could somehow communicate with Hydaelyn, we could... gift it to Her.

So we're… unbalanced?

[He wraps his arms around her, rumbling.]

Could we- ah, you said She was sickly, would that help? Perhaps it would help both of them… Can we talk to them?

...Hydaelyn will not listen to Zodiark. She still... hates what He did, long ago.

[ Th'ancred tsks. ] Gods are always stubborn, it seems.

So perhaps we could go between? Be… intermediaries? We can find something.

[he huffs a little, tail curling around them.] I'd imagine so- assuming they can remember all the hurts done to them. I… what did He do, did He say?

...I wonder if Hydaelyn has one who can speak for Her. [ Th'ancred clicks. If Zodiark is mimicking Hydaelyn, then there may be another Minfilia. The True Minfilia.

But their Minfilia nods. ] He told me what He did. He... tried to usurp Zodiark, to control all of existance. Before the Era began - when there was a single world. A pain which meant Zodiark was sealed away, and Hydaelyn split into Thirteen.

[He clicks in turn, thinking much the same.] …and if we spoke to them- that would be a start.

To be the true ruler… And that gave rise to the worlds as we know them now. Small wonder She'd be reluctant to trust again, though.

...What do you think, brother? Would it be bad if we were to become those people? Alongside Minfilia, of course.

[ Minfilia looks to him, and tilts her head. But she's not going to refuse them. It would be good to have more then one... and the two could remain with her. ] I wouldn't, either. But if the three of us came... it would still be a little untrustworthy. We're simply creations of Zodiark. It would be like negotiating with the Empire.

[he pauses for a few moments, thinking, his ears twitching.] No- I don't think that's a bad idea. We'd be able to support each other, after all.

[and stay together, of course- that's certainly a factor.] Right… But we couldn't come as something we weren't, either- that would be in bad faith. We'd need… some form of proof.

...We have time to find our proof, though. [ Minfilia then says, fluffing up her wings. ] Proof we only wish to aid everybody.

I'd love to work alongside you again, brother.

Enough time? That's good- I don't quite know what we'd bring- beyond Light- but I'm sure we can find it.

[he makes a happy sound, wriggling a little.] I hoped we would!

[and- he reaches out to stroke her wings again a little, cheered.] These… look quite nice on you, to tell the truth.

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