Celris nodded, smiling at the Feral, "Thank you, my friend!" Her face fell as she heard the second part of the advice. Killing HighBreed was frightening, not doubt about it, but did she need that much protection as to rely on Osbourne? Was she so helpless?<br/>Oz nodded, "I will avoid running into my old brethren at all costs. We managed to end Coralzane through sacrifice, and, obviously, there are no more to make."<br/>Celris flinched at his words, however true. She didn't debate it, but he could show a bit more sorrow. She sniffed and crossed her arms, "Fine, and I'll save you when you're too busy wondering who you are."<br/>When the HighBreed turned to her inconfusion, she held up a finger and waggled it threateningly. "Learn how to live in the moment, accept your emotions, rather than holing them up until you're, literally, holding the life of your team in your hands."<br/>Oz did not reply, he was puzzling over this, confused above all else.<br/>Celris turned to the Feral and smiled with warmth, "Hopefully they will! I will return when our errand is over with, keep you company or something!" She turned to Oz, hostility momentarily forgotten, "You can come too!"<br/>Oz was further stalled by this switch in temperament, and he nodded obliviously. "Of course. Much discussion is due, about all that has happened and will happen in so few days."<br/>Celris got to her feet, stretching sleepily, and bounced, ready for action. "Thank you, friend! I don't know how but you're enlightening dream has invigorated me!"