Lark chuckled quietly, quickly tripping into a series of weak coughs. He sighed and turned his head to Jenso. "I can't summon my soul breaker anymore, I can't even walk. My Ki is fading rapidly, and my emotions are beginning to dampen, but you weren't in the wrong. If you hadn't fought Rajaka, he would have rampaged through Feralda, and killed everyone, including young Mikey here." Lark paused and turned to Mikey, who looked a little confused and alarmed to be acknowledged. Lark turned back to Jenso again with a wide smile, shining past the gruff stubble that lined his face. "Remember what I said, a loss is only the end if you let it consume you... Don't seek vengeance or act rashly on my behalf," Lark stopped hard on that last word and coughed quietly several times. He turned his head back to face the ceiling and sighed. "I'm such a hypocrite, haha... If only I was quicker. I could have killed Rajaka before his friend had a chance to assist..."