Sasha waited as Damian seemed to struggle with what to say. She gave him the time and the space to do so, thinking about the survivors and hoping they would be okay, and hoping it wouldn't take too long to get back to the guild. She was weary and was looking forward to just relaxing in the guild hall, have a drink, and some food, and good company, enjoy a few hours, and then go sleep. 

When Damian began to speak, she looked to him again, listening, and taking it in. She thought about how to reply for a moment or two, and said softly, "There's always going to be someone who seems to be stronger then you Magical power is more then just...well, then just how strong you are. It's...about your reason to fight, your strength of feelings...magic is more then the energy that fuels it. We were taken by surprise, and had to act quickly. You'll get stronger we all will. You just have to remember that we're fighting for the guild, for each other" 

She trailed off, and gave Damian a smile, feeling the boat slow, and looking to see the shore nearing. She hoped she was being reassuring, but she was worried that she just wasn't helping, and she looked to Damian, waiting for a reply or reaction