The first thing that came to mind had to be 'why would you give us this chance in the first place', however, if what he said was true, then this was a chance that couldn't go to waste. Nadeline remained stoic, though her mind seemed to go full power. Grant had lowered his weapon, though remained alert, understanding Nadeline's turmoil. Vlyn and Aloa were a bit more relaxed, though Aloa watched Zodiark carefully. He was confident, that much she knew, but his thought process was enigmatic. No, he knew what he was doing--he simply had that much confidence in his own abilities. He knew that if he should so decide, he could wipe them all out here and now. This was all just a game to him. They were his playpieces, with him pulling the strings.

And that was a terrifying thought.

Everyone was silent for a moment, though Shion would shift her weight onto her other foot, eyeing Nadeline. "[color=deepskyblue]Go on. You earned it,[/color]" She prompted the princess.

Grant looked at Shion. "[color=darkorchid]Any three truths...it could mean the answers to a lot of things,[/color]" He pointed out. "[color=darkorchid]It's...quite the predicament.[/color]"

"[color=thistle]Is that what we're calling it?[/color]" Vlyn asked wearily. 

"[color=lavender]She doesn't want to waste them. But there is one particular question that comes to mind. Isn't that right, Your Highness?[/color]" Aloa would dispel all curiousities with her point.

Nadeline remained silent. What she wanted to know--or rather, what she selfishly wanted--was to know if Wesley would be alright. She wanted to know if he would recover, she wanted to know why Sylvester came back from the dead. But all of it was her own desire, and she couldn't bring herself to do it, no matter how much she wanted to know.

"[color=coral]That tome of yours...how is it able to get so much knowledge about things it shouldn't know?[/color]" Nadeline decided to get one question out of the way. "[color=coral]It knows events that you couldn't possibly be present for...even recognizing emotions. Even magicked books have their limit, but that one does not.[/color]"

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For just a moment, everything seemed right. She didn't have anything clouding her mind, she was fully aware of everything around her. She was in control of her own body, her own thoughts, and as she felt Jaakuna's warm body, she knew she was fully back. It felt like it had been so long since she was able to do as she pleased, but more importantly, it had been so long since she felt like herself. But right now, in their little bubble, things were finally right.

For just a moment, anyway.

"[color=gray]Why would you continue in a world that constantly rejects you?[/color]"

Lightly pushing herself away from Jaakuna, she let out a sigh, bringing herself to stand and turn towards Keiran. She was surprised--he seemed wholly intact, casually leaning against the wall behind him with his arms crossed and a frown on his face. He looked tired, a likely result from Jaakuna severing their connection. But the question was a genuine one with no malice behind it. He let out a sigh, tilting his head slightly to the side as he stared at the pair.

Emiri placed her hands on her hips, seemingly annoyed. "[color=pink]Still here, are you?[/color]" She couldn't help but ask. "[color=pink]Thought I suppose if you must ask, life carries on whether we want to or not. You just have to deal with it.[/color]"

"[color=gray]Just...deal with it,[/color]" He didn't seem satisfied at all. 

"[color=pink]I learned that from this one,[/color]" Emiri jabbed a finger towards Jaakuna.