[ Cadaevos listens with a quiet intensity, allowing John to work through his words and emotions as he needs. When he describes his lost family, she nods empathetically, bowing her head in reverence like one would at a passing.

When she raises her head, she admits that his assumptions are correct and holds one feathered arm above her heart. ]

I can't remember a time before I became the Herald of Purification. So it must have always been so. If it wasn't... Well, then I am already beyond my losses. The passage of time loses its meaning to all of us eventually. Some of the Old Gods don't notice it at all. If I weren't called to end that time for mortals as need be, it may be the same for me.

[ Cadaevos gestures gracefully towards John's chest. ]

But I can remember Umbvagher struggling to stand early on. His...creativity helped him along the way.