Dawnfire gave a mischievous grin at the other alien and tilted her head to the side. 
"I only made him think I put 'all my cards on the counter', as the Earthean saying goes," she chuckled and put a friendly hand on his shoulder, "He is not the brightest one, is he?"

He disposition sobered a bit when she looked back at the Elder who had given up his life to help her in battle. She gave Viran a comforting squeeze on the shoulder. "What is the funerary customs for the honored in your people?" she asked quietly, "My people feast for eight days when a highly honored one exchanges this life for the next.... Your Grandfather was a brave man. He deserves an honorable rite of funerary passage."

 She closed her bright green eyes as if she were in pain and when she opened them again, glowing tears slipped down her golden cheeks. It pained her that she was not able to take revenge. Someday Genocide would die by her hands. She craved it. But... Her eyes looked over to her friend. Viran must crave it even more than her. This was his kin. He must feel very lonely...

"He was a noble man," she said softly, "He gave his life not only for me, but for you.... He love you dearly..."