Alina still held her look of concern as Atrius spoke and continued to make on the slate that was returned to him. Her eyes matched his when he spoke of her beauty, but yet still it was clear she didn't understand a word of it, but yet after asking of her mortality it was clear somekind of shadow lingered over her, as if something troubled her with his written words. Her expression would only deepen too when the slate was returned to her possession.<br/><br/>{"Keep me safe..."} She spoke quietly to herself before wiping the slate completely clean, she seemingly too took her time with this as if the shadow that lingered over her seemed to grow. Tapping the slate she too seemed to hesitate before finally starting to mark down on it. -The last thing I remember was there was a panic. My father told me the guild had fallen. That the once leaders that claimed to protect the lands had now sought out to claim and rule it.- She paused, tapping on the slate, as if a strange realization came to mind... -He said it was all his fault, that he had a way to fix it, but it wasn't ready yet. He sent me along with many others to travel from Atlantis to the safety of the mainland. He told me to sleep, and when I awoke my uncle would be there waiting for me....- again she would pause, looking back at Atius.<br/><br/>-I woke up here. I am the same, but it seems everything has now changed.- She then handed the slate back to him as she sat in an odd state of quiet. {He said things would be better...} She spoke to herself as her light hearted  demeanor kept slipping away from her.