Strange to see such emotion on his face, but Ysayle finds it a surprisingly welcome change. Once she would have given him up, beyond all hope of saving. Now she thinks otherwise; there is a chance for him, for all of Ishgard.

"I see." Silence, and something within her relaxes, the tension falling away from her shoulders as she looks up at the strange sky. "I am glad for it." A smile, then. Small but no less true for the news.

"So you have given up the title. How does peace find thee, then?"