Landeel struggled to get his breathing under control. The words from the other two, however harsh, were necessary. He managed to calm himself down. He let his arms fall to his sides and sighed. He can't lose himself to this, not now at least, it may take awhile for him to come to terms with it entirely but for now he would manage, and he knew what to focus on. He looked to the specter that had been taunting him. he muttered "[color=9e0b0f]I may not be able to claim vengeance on those that stole my sister from me, but by the gods i will break the one that silenced the echo of her memory[/color]" it was something. 

   He turned and scowled at Kaathe "[color=9e0b0f]if it will make you happy elf, I'll kill myself, but later. For now...[/color]" he looked at Henry "[color=9e0b0f]yes, i would like to get out of this wretched place. after you, I will follow[/color]." He gestured at the door that was opened, smirking behind his helmet as the sight of the sweetrolls brought fonder memories to bare, specifically one of a fat merchant, jiggling as he shouting at a guard about his stolen sweetrolls while he and his sister giggled from behind a few barrels with said sweetrolls. That was a grand day...He'll join her again in time.