Minerva
*Through her breakdown, she felt Horace grab her hand. Instinctively, she grips it as hard as she can to stay connected; to stay anchored to reality.*

"Be quiet! I said, BE QUIET!"

*Yakaiyo begins speaking like a mother controlling rowdy children, and stamps her foot onto the floor. Her eyes lose the haze of madness, replaced by a glimmer of clarity. She looks straight at Horace, and it's clear that the voices are gone, for now.*

"Thank you. Just, don't say my sorrow isn't real. That's all."

*And for a moment, the elf can almost see the cerulean lakes her eyes once had, before being replaced by crimson pools once again. Yakaiyo is smiling once again, leaning back on the chair.*

"I'll leave with you. After I get some memoirs first."
Bertha
~~"They aren't real" As in reference to the voices, as his understanding is they're fake made by her powerful emotions~~
Marie
*The elf stares helpless, almost horrified as Yakaiyo fought herself. Wincing lightly at her grip, but would withstand none the less. Then, she calms, and looks straight back at him...*

*Horace looks relieved as Yakaiyo seems to look back at him. A clear and calm expression on her face, as if a switched was turned off. He smiles, nodding lightly at Yakaiyo's last request. Sitting up slightly and pulling Yakaiyo into a light hug.*

"Anything you need... You had me scared there, unbelievably so..."
*He then pulls back from the hug, looking back at the beds.*

"We'll go in the mornings. Anywhere or anything specific in mind...?"
Minerva
"Well, I'll need to go back to my own place. Or what's left of it, anyway."

"My husband's sword should still be there. At least one of them, anyway. My daughter had a pendant like the sunrise or sunset, depending on the time of day. My son... He had joked once about having his skull as a memoir. I think he was being honest. A bit morbid, but I think it's what he would have wanted."

"It might be dangerous. Last time I had to sneak in, since the area is protected."

*Yakaiyo's sad smile relaxes as she thinks about her family. The pain would last forever, but maybe she could finally honor their memory.*
Marie
"Sounds like a plan... At least I know what I'm looking for. A sword, a pendant, and-... A skull... That *Is* Pretty morbid."

*Horace sighs, wondering how secure it could really be. Why does one burned down house need so much security anyways...? Well it was Yakaiyo's... If they wanted to kill her, guarding the place she's likely to return to is a start.*

"Well, I'm sure it'll be alright. Nothing we can't handle... You sure you'll be alright there? I could go it alone if you need me too."

*Horace says, wandering back over to the beds and plopping himself down on one.*
Minerva
*The treton laughs at Horace's reaction to the skull.*

"Nodako was always an odd one. Incredibly intelligent, though preferred to be alone and study."

"I'd prefer if we go together. Just in case. And for you to bring me back in case of... You know. Maybe we can make the journey tomorrow?"

*Yakaiyo throws herself back onto the other bed.*
Marie
"Sure thing... I wouldn't be so optimistic, but we'll try to move as quick as we can."

*The elf makes any last adjustments he needs before laying down on his side. Fluffing his pillow as he lays in it, curious about how comfy it'd be. He lays idly, finding the bed rather nice, if not Abit alien.*

"Oh- And Yakaiyo? I have some people I'd like you to meet as well... Doesn't have to be now, but they're good associates of mine. They might be able to do more for you than I can."