The guardians of Yeul were given a very special sort of love, a love that lasted longer than their body and mind were able to hold out. After all, she had all the memories of every guardian and it lasted forever in her own mind. The men and women who stayed by her side were someone she genuinely loved in every way a person could be loved. So, each life that protected her was also a scar upon her own chest that she had to bear for all eternity. These type of deep thought plagued her mind, but she tried to keep that on the back burner whenever she spoke to other people.

Yeul solemnly watched the man in the chair across from her, watched his mannerisms and listened to him as he spoke of a tribe that no longer existed. She knew that the Mue clan tried to take over Mah'Ha'Bara for the sake of land and usefulness or jealousy of working with Atmos, but she did not know a single sole lived. Yeul felt pity for Caius, she had seen that very vision of the Ute clan being demolished over land a long time ago and it bothered her to know that now.

She brought her hand to her lap, then the other hand rested on it as she lowered her eyes from Caius and to the smooth, yet colorful, tile floor beneath them. Having these prophetic visions put her in a place of sadness that she could not express without giving away what she felt, it was important that only she feel these things. The slightest twist of her mouth frowned, however, it was so small that it might go unseen.

"You may ask me whatever your heart desires." Yeul was not angry anymore, at least not for now, so he could get more information than he could have at any other time.