Inwardly, Gallus felt a great weight lifted from his shoulders to hear a sort of forgiveness from Peiter. Although, it was still clear that he was having great difficulties. Gallus went back to what he had been doing beforehand, folding his arms again and putting on a small smile.

"You can decide to blame yourself if you really want to," Gallus suggested. "If you ask me, I would blame luck, but I wasn't the one who lost an arm. No." He shook his head and took a small breath in. "What I would like you to tell me, Peiter, is whether blaming yourself is useful right now. Is it?"

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Sabine was quiet in Meesei's arms for a while. When she eventually sniffed and pulled back to wipe the tears from her face, she had at least calmed down, though she was still upset. "Okay," Sabine mumbled with a knotted brow. She didn't bring her eyes up to Meesei. "I just...you almost died when you pushed yourself in the battle. I thought you had died when I tried to heal you." Sabine held her upper arm. "I am scared that you would try something like that again. Everything is so stressing now."