I'm at loss of what to say.

She inhales once more, and fits back into place. Stoic, regal looking, and unbelievably strong.

"You should've been in the City of Tempest." I whisper.
"You're very, very brave."

She laughs, mainly because we both know that The City of Epiphany is was the only option for her, despite what I said earlier. But I detect relief in her voice.

She was scared of what I'd say.