[ Perhaps it’s something of a boon, that Oriphi is such a sentimental person. She would readily argue that Trahearne’s friend (?) must be thinking of him often, that an unavoidable sacrifice is the kind of thing that stays with a person, for better or for worse.

On her worst days, Ori thinks herself the most selfish person, to feel grateful that it wasn’t her. Perhaps it should have been her. But as she and her friends all stood there, arguing amongst each other about whether a sacrifice should be made in the first place, if there was any other way, and who should be made to give up everything as they raced against time, she remembers the feeling clearly to this day: she was scared. She didn’t want to die. She knew as much because she had been so very close to losing her life - and she didn’t want to die.

She frowns when she notices him tear up, taking in a deep breath. ]

…I think Sian would have felt similarly.

[ But perhaps she is being selfish again, fooling herself into believing such a sentiment to make herself feel less guilty. ]

And sometimes I hope… They find their way here, somehow. [ After fall, Trahearne was able to. ] I think they would like this place a lot. You two might even get along.