[It's difficult to even begin to imagine how it must have felt to see his home looking like that. For E'kayan, who had nothing but a vague image in mind of what it might look like, it was a shock. Erenville, though... it had to have been devastating.

He continues to idly pet the man's hair while he talks, sometimes stroking at ear or rubbing gently behind it. Erenville could be so withdrawn and quiet, so unlike E'kayan and yet... he does understand.]

Maybe you can tell me about it some time. [Maybe not now, when it still hurts, but... some time.] But, you know... I hope that you don't go too far until we figure out where to go next. We might need you again. If you think you'd be willing.