Sinol smiled and stayed close to Valarinth. "How do you feel then?" He smiles wagging his tail slightly knowing she's been through a lot recently. He looks to Fexiryn and looked down feeling a pang of guilt. "This... this was all my fault..." He sighs, his hood now over his head covering most of his face. "If I disciplined Zenith when I should've... maybe this pain and death, would never have happen..."