( Ysayle wished she had been there, that her own recovery had not kept her far away from seeing the pieces of her dream start being laid. But it isn't just her's now, it's all of Ishgard's. Of Aymeric and the Warrior of Light, of Alphinaud, too. There is the swelling feeling of pride within her chest -- not for her accomplishments, but for their's. )

No doubt he shall find his way to us e're long, if he has need of our talents. But know if I am there to witness it I shan't be moved to intervene on your behalf -- it will be a well deserved lecture.

( There is a trace of humor there, somewhere. )

Aye, she recovered well under the care of her kin. ( That Estinien would not let himself off so easily for Nidhogg's actions does not surprise her; they all have their ghosts that haunt them. Even now Ysayle does not know the nature of the creature in her soul, nor can she forgive herself for those who have suffered for her misguided crusade. Still-- ) She knows that you were not yourself. 'Tis grudges and old hurts that moved Nidhogg's hand -- neither dragon nor Ishgardian can move forward if we cling to them.

( Vidofnir knows that well, too. Still -- she will not force Estinien to do something he may not wish to do; Ysayle doubts she could anyway, as stubborn as he might be. )