He stared at her, sighing as she took his hands. She looked incredibly lovely in her gown, every bit as appealing as she'd looked in that too-small Jaega dress he'd borrowed from Tala. And she was trying very hard to be understanding. He regretted that it was even necessary for her to have to try.<br/><br/>"There are three forms," he said quietly. "They are not chosen; they are drawn from the Guardian's subconscious, aspects of himself. The first two you've already seen. The last one.." His voice trailed off slightly as he inhaled slowly. "The last one..I am not sure of. I have never summoned it."