Asriel looked towards Mara as the woman spoke, a somber expression crossing his features as he listened to her words. The Holy Mother had told him about her journey to retrieve his remains, and what had been lost in the process, it just further proved how important this mission was, the Holy Mother had known it would be a possibly fatal mission to send them on, she wouldn't have sent her own daughters to their death without good reason. "I know... I am sorry for your loss Mara.... I feel their death just as you do... but I am glad that you survived the journey.." He said with a soft smile, his eyes moving back towards Sinora as the woman started to speak. He had to admit, she had a good point, the Cursed and the Blessed had been at war for thousands upon thousands of years, way before his time, and there had never been a cease-fire, never been any kind of victory for either side, Zariah was constantly a battleground, with each side gaining and losing ground at random intervals, why go through such a task now?<br/><br/>"Because.... this war has to be won, it has to be finished. It's gone on for far too long..." He spoke in a soft tone, his eyes trailing towards the open window that looked out over a small part of the kingdom of Myrta.<br/><br/>"But for now..." he said, looking to Sinora, "I imagine you want a bath... and possibly something to eat." His tone brightening as a smile lit up his features, giving off a warm and comforting feel. "Or atleast that's what I wanted when I woke up..."