As the trio returned to Savayna, they bore good news. Things were starting to look up--perhaps this would actually go smoothly. Said blonde haired general seemed somewhat impatient. She didn't blame her too much, as she too was anxious to leave. She was somewhat saddened, however. She was half expecting Jaakuna to greet her as she had returned, but there he was, motionless as before. She almost cried at that point, but she forced herself to hold back her tears. He wasn't dead. She could still help him. The sooner they were out of here, the sooner they could help Jaakuna. 

"[b]Do yell louder, I too wish to be found.[/b]" Nadeline told Savayna with a raised eyebrow, clearly not sharing her enthusiasm.

Wanting to avoid yet another argument between Nadeline and Savayna (for the moment, anyway; she knew their arguing had only just begun) Emiri quickly interjected, asking Savayna, "[b]Will you be able to move him like this?[/b]" as she pointed to Jaakuna. "[b]If so, let us be on our way, the Ifrit will surely be awaiting us.[/b]"