[Oh more than likely. It's quite expected considering there is a eons old sorcerer running around and gets bored easily. And then ruins gardens by getting bounced off wards that would make Hildibrand proud.

Oh gods, she's become a babysitter hasn't she?

It's strange though; this place away from their star and its shards...somehow makes it a little easier to speak on thoughts that normally would not be spoken. Slowly but surely, Mira has been able to say things she couldn't back on the Source...on the First to mostly anyone from their little part of the universe. Only about a moon has past and somehow...it's freeing almost. Of course there's the bigger problem but it doesn't fall to just her...it is a shared burden and for that, Mira is grateful.

She's about to respond to him and she has to stop herself and really process it. Did he...somehow compliment her? Should she say something on it? Perhaps not for now.]

Like it is a part of me. That was the start of the path I began to walk that day...'tis a wonder how much one can learn along the way. And I would not change it one bit. For what would I have seen if the path was easy?

[And yet as she gives a small smile at the memory, it's only her little secret that there's more spoken in that phrase than she is saying.]