[ Psyche hums, not quite in disagreement. He's been blessed, but he's seen so many things worse than the memories of the dead? But if he sees things that way it's not really for her to say he's wrong. If she were pressed... she probably would say something similar herself. ]

Like the stories you were telling me about your siblings. It's wonderful to never doubt that you're loved.

[ She hesitates a little; that gap between young childhood and teenage is hard to quite miss. ]

And even now, you have them and many people who look up to you, don't you? It's only... maybe it wasn't hard. But it sounds like you've always had to fight. What you mentioned about your Sects, and the war...