Peiter let out another, long breath and curled his lips. He seemed to be thinking, rather heavily, on Gallus' question. It was hard to tell at first how he had taken it, but after he clenched his hand into a fist and gritted his teeth, it became clear that he had not taken it well.

"No, nothing I can do is useful anymore. I just want to get back to Bruma and...I don't know, maybe I'll clean the floors for the rest of my life. I can probably still hold a broom." Peiter answered, dejected. 

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To Sabine's worries, Meesei actually gave a brief chuckle, though she retained a serious expression. "Ironically, this ordeal has made me much more confident regarding my health. As you might imagine, I have learned a great deal about the limits of my body, and what happens to it along every step of the way as it nears death. I know what it feels like to come close to death, so that is why I am confident that my treatment is not dangerous to me."

Despite Meesei's explanation, she was still feeling guilty for causing Sabine to worry. She had been hugging her since the moment she approached, so that was evidently not doing much to calm her. "I know there is a lot to be stressed about for the future, but...well, I believe you have given me lectures before about overstressing myself. What do you think you would want to do right now to get your mind off of it all?"