Allowing the child to use him as her anchor, Morr forced his eyes to focus on hers "Do not think that you would never see him again, child. Keep going, always keep going and then, even if he would vanish now, you will some day meet him again, some day when you will be able to tell him all that you- " he had to swallow again, blinking behind his helmet, his hands trembling "- you have done, all the deeds that you did for him, all that you had to suffer and how- how-" a single tear escaped his eyes "-how thinking of them always kept you going. Never stopping. Never- " he had to pause "- never forgetting any of them, no matter how much you may suffer for it, you will always emerge victorious if you keep their memory true."<br/><br/>He closed his eyes, another tear "Your flesh may rend, your bones may sunder, you may be mocked, you may be abused, you may be hated, but those who you remember, every single one of them, every act of kindness, will keep you strong, no matter what may stand before you."<br/><br/>It was then that the librarian he had seen at his arrival approached them, asking for Mary and Devlin.<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath, Morr let his right lightly stroke the child's hair, careful not to let the rough edges of his gauntlet hurt her "You must go now, child. But, I promise you this: As long as I stand guard here, this man shall not be felled by any mortal nor immortal foe."