[ All while Yua spoke, he remained still and silent. He maintained his composure but the more that she went on in her explanation, the more his anger began to burn. These beings had powers that could rival that of their people eons past. But where Amaurot was a symbol of creation and the future, this... this Moebius seemed of the opposite nature.

But to see her aether retreat within her was the most troubling of all. He knew it was dangerous to be so attached to the viera yet it was too late for regrets. Not when he found her with her soul so close to how it used to be. it was his turn to reach out to her-- gripping her hand he made an attempt to help coax her aether back out, closer, to maintain that connection. To show her that he was here. For her.

How truly strange for an ascian to be. But these were not normal circumstances now were they? ]

This is what you had suffered before you were returned to the source. And the scars...

[ Hades refrained from touching them again. He had already witnessed how she reacted to that before. Instead, he drew in a slow breath as he stared deep into her gaze with an unwavering one. The ascian was not going anywhere anytime soon.

Not when she was in this state. ]

You were ignored by those too selfish to see your worth and took advantage of your selfless nature. It was a burden you were forced to carry, alone.