Jenso stared in shock as Shaidra appeared. Alvios lost? His exhaustion, along with this sheer thought was nearly enough to break him mentally. Was anyone still alive, even? He clenched his fists tightly. He shook the thought off. Now was not the time to think of such things. He stared at the two before him, unsure how to react as of yet. His body was aching all over, wanting nothing more than to rest. But Jenso refused to go down.