Janius took his eyes away from the door, and looked at the floor in front of Meesei. "You're right. I've seen it too." Janius' tone was more sullen now, "I thought she would eventually accept this life, that she would start to adapt, but...maybe I'm not helping the way I should be. She doesn't deserve to be here in a place like this." Janius took a deep breath and tried to hold back his emotions where he recognised his own failures in this regard. He couldn't give up, though. He still loved Kaleeth, and if there was still a way to help her embrace the world again, Janius would find it. Janius looked up at Meesei once more, unfolded his arms and walked out of the room. "I'll see what I can do."

Once Janius left, Sabine spoke from her set up. "Do you think, if Kaleeth learns to manage her beast spirit, she could return to her village? She is unhappy with us." Sabine didn't speak hatefully, but as Kaleeth had stayed with them, she couldn't help but wonder if she would ever emerge from her melancholy. Sabine knew that she had emerged from a similar place, but that was with the assistance of a supernatural being. "Maybe she should speak to the Hist," Sabine suggested. 

With quiet steps, Janius leaned into Kaleeth's room with a concerned frown. Once he caught her attention, he raised a small smile and spoke, "Hi there." Janius strolled across the room and sat down on the bed, "What are you thinking right now?"