While she was shuddering, she would feel a hand on her neck, just behind her shoulder, and when she looked up, he was right there, projecting sympathy. "You do not need to be distracted, you need to properly mourn. The first will be simple enough, but the second and third has a moderate chance of becoming an open battle. I will not let you follow yours while in my care, not with Bahamut taking just as much of an interest in your survival as me. If, however, you insist on coming, I will not force you to stay, but delaying your mourning will only bring you mourn pain. I speak from personal experience on that."