Listening to Arkain speak, Kellus becomes more and more concerned as the tale wears on and the Chimera Project's influence on their lives is laid out in full.  Although he could call on his watercrafting to listen for the truth in Arkain's voice, he knows he doesn't need to.  A story like this is too...heartfelt, too passionate to be anything but the truth.<br/><br/>As Arkain continues, Kellus begins to unconciously rub the scar around his neck, remembering his own past, and how similar the two stories were.  He knows, moreso than Arkain could suspect, how it feels to live solely at the whim of others.  The change in Arkain's voice when he speaks of the family that he has found here is so familier that Kellus almost becomes lost in thought, remembering his own trials that shaped him into what he is now.<br/><br/>Seeing the way that Arkain was looking at Chroma, Kellus merely grins.  "Oh, I wouldn't be so sure about that.  Chroma is a fury, a piece of nature's power given form and function.  The bond that I have with her, and with the rest of my furies, isn't something that they can take away short of killing me.  And if they wish to capture her, I wish them good luck.  Tell me, how would you go about trying to catch something that is no more substantial than the air itself?"<br/><br/>"As for what my actions will be now, you've given me much to think about, and more questions are already surfacing.  Some I must answer myself, and some only others can answer for me.  I am grateful for what you've told me, though I feel that the consequences of this talk may be greater than either of us think."