Lark sighed and shook his head. "Five years ago.. When he was chased off of ancient Gaia by that masked woman... He must have been drawn to your unusually powerful Ki. Maybe he saw in you what I saw in Jenso." Lark began coughing heavily, and turned his head back towards the ceiling.

	"Quit talking old man, you'll waste what little time you have left," Vale insisted, rushing to Lark's side and readjusting his pillow. He turned to Jenso as he remarked and grunted. "Lark insisted, didn't you see? I couldn't turn down such a stern order."