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Vivian went very still, seeming to be barely breathing, hearing what she didn't want to, seeing what she didn't want to. Hands shaking, she was staring blankly ahead, barely hanging on in their world. Her eyes looked to his back, the tears rolling silently down her cheeks, at least she had managed to stop crying. "If I get used to it, does that mean I can't feel anything? If I see only death, and I harden myself against repeated visions of people I care about dying, does that mean I won't be able to tell the difference? That I won't cry or react when the real thing happens? Does that even make me still human? Or just a removed piece of flesh?" She stood in front of the door, wiping away her tears. "If my heart keeps splitting each time I see you killed, how do I know I will even be able to repair it enough so that when it does happen, I won't loose my mind? Or that I won't mistaken it for a vision and believe you still alive?" She asked, leaving the room quickly.

Hector sighed, "it doesn't mean that, but visions aren't always negative, they can also show you glorry, happiness, good things that will happen, try to focus it so you see more good things happen than bad things....and accept the bad things you see as a chance given to change them to not happen, I'm not gonna die, I told you I won't die" he said, walking with her.

Akori sighed, still the cold expression as always, he rode up beside her again, "I'll figure out a way to prove it to ya" he said coldly, raising one of his eyebrows.

Akori sighed, "always so harsh?" he asked, "he is only trying" he added, smirking at her, looking ahead to see if they arrived yet.

Hector looked at her for soem time, a slight coldness across his face, "does hittign the wall make it all better?" he asked, seeing her hands bleed. "visions come for a reason, and wether you accept it or not, it's to give you a chance to change that, and the strikers don't have any saying about that, everything can be changed, it's never how it is, Akori told me about the thing the seer said of you falling off a horse, did it happen? no...why? because it was changed....." he paused, turning to the wall, then sighing, "you have two options, you either hate the visions, hate everything about them, and et depressed everytime you have one, or you accept the fact that you've been given the power to change destiny.....at the end of the day those options can only be chosen by you" he said, still facing the wall, but turning his head to look at her.

"It hasn't happened yet...." Was all that she murmured, walking away as she saw her own death, "Words fail to help me. Someone can try to give me advice till they are blue in the face, it has never worked in helping me so just...stop. Save your breath and the effort. I do thank you for trying, but even though I hear you, nothing is different inside." She told him quietly, her head turned away from him, bowing her head.

"I'm not killed by falling from a horse. I ride out in front of you, put I get trapped beneath Delene, and that breaks my body. I'm finding it hard to see how I'm going to change that since I love you so damn much. I don't want you to die. Don't think i'm not trying to figure out how to change ******** destiny because I am. It's just...hard. Everything makes sense, it all fits with how we are, how I know I am." She had paused when walking from him, now finally tying a make-shift bandage around her hands

"That would be fine." Amaya told him as she smiled at Roran and Xander. Sighing she kept petting Saber, feeling bad for letting him be hurt.

Sitting across his brother and the Queen, he payed them little attention. He saw the wolf, but saw it as a pet. His eyes were looking outside, while his mind was occupied with the past.
‘I attacked this Kingdom. I burned down villages, killed it’s people and yet. I'm sitting in the same carriage as the Queen, ruler of the same Kingdom I attacked. How can she bear me around her? How can any of the Princesses?’ Trying not to express his concerned thoughts, he did frown.

"Thank you..." Amaya told him as she kissed his cheek. She was worried about Saber, and she only wanted him to recover quickly. Knowing he was right, she layed her head Roran's shoulder and then sighed.