[ His mouth is a thin line as he eyes Elidibus. It's...difficult to describe the turbulent emotions weighing down his heart right now. He doesn't resent their Emissary for their choice to stand apart. It is what they have ever done after all. But he cannot deny that the choice to err towards letting their people be forgotten forever irks him. ]

I know not what you mean by my vices but I'm well aware that I'm in His thrall. It hardly matters when my goal remains the same. I want our people back, and it disappoints me more than I can say that you have decided that that girl is in any way a suitable substitute for Azem. She is not your friend, Elidibus. Not any more.