"Don't be proud of me," she cries quickly, almost laughing. "It wasn't me. It was Aegis. Everyone! Everyone fought together, struggled together..." That enthusiasm crests and wanes, her expression getting somber. Without thinking, her hand goes to the hilt of her sword. Not Falchion -- Aurora. A different blade entirely.

"And many of us...had to give up a lot to see it through to the end." She dips her head. "It's...partly why I'm glad you weren't there. To have to lose something."