[ at this point, it's just kind of resignation - it's a little easier than trying to explain. maybe it's better than trying to lie, to agree kindly that yes, it was frustrating, of course, of course i felt that way, who wouldn't feel frustrated at their death.

but he didn't. all he felt was relief. right up until he got here, of course. right up until it got ruined. it is a tragedy - from beginning to end, taair khalisa nasir's life has been nothing but a tragedy, a long series of birdcages. a trapped prey animal, who never once had the chance to fly free. each moment of it felt like a gift.

he smiles a little to lucas' first comment - saying nothing, but it's a knowing smile, a soft one of agreement, and as he looks at the hand... eventually, he gently sets his in lucas'. delicate fingers. delicate little life. ]

I saved someone important to me. I don't regret the choices that I've made. [ but, of course the biggest choice of all remains.

he's quiet for a second, biting his lip. ] ...Yes. I... must. Iria needs a leader, and... I was working as much as I could to try and undermine things, though... things are very dire. But... if I stay in the heavens, or my soul gets lost, then I would just be running away.