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Rhys nodded approval at Alihi's words. He wasn't sure he approved of taking advantage of their hesitation, but then again, they didn't know everything about the corruption. Plus, just because they couldn't KILL didn't mean they couldn't hurt.

Ayra wanted so badly to throw her hand back from Arashe's frantic handshaking- it wasn't as if she was some kind of hero. Just one of the few to make it out of the proverbial hellhole alive. Out of respect for his bloodline, and for that only, did she not move her hand away. No matter how much it unnerved her and how many times she dismissively muttered how it was nice to meet him, she gave him a very tolerant smile and let him shake her hand until it felt like her shoulder was going to be removed from his socket.

"...Grandmother?" Furrowing her brow for a moment, she realized just how much she'd missed from the world she left behind- had two generations really passed? Had she missed the one and only opportunity to watch her son and daughter grow up? Shaking her head at being referred to as being his grandmother's age, Ayra gave him a small smile and pointed to the bow.

"She was a brilliant shot. Wonderful with that bow, though I admit it got frustrating when she shot down the opposition well before the rest of us could get to them." Looking a little sour at the last, she still shrugged nonchalantly and crossed her arms. "She never let us touch it, you know. A real brigand at heart, though still a nice woman. No one could argue like her."

She thought on his next inquiry for a minute- indeed, it made little to no sense. Here before her was standing a man who looked barely younger than she, and yet he claimed to be the grandchild of a former comrade. Did time run on a different speed between Jungdral and Eyris? Such a slow time ratio here in comparison to her old home was unnerving, at best.

"I've... I've no clue. But please." Looking to Ichival and suppressing a shudder, she met Arashe's eyes.

"Please, do not use the Ichival."

Deciding to leave the others to their own, Ephraim left the door-way and headed toward a washroom to clean the blood that was smeared on his face, mainly on the lower lip. Opening the door he immediatly turned on the faucet and soaked his hankerchief in cold water. He squeezed it till it was damp and dabbed it on his cheek only to hiss at the pain that he obviously didn't not seem to expect. Though the bruise didn't look like much, it burned.

The noble shrugged, cleaning off the dried blood. Once he was done, Ephraim stuffed the hankerchief in his pocket and opened the door. As soon as he stepped out, he heard a light 'pa-ching' and immediatly looked down toward his feet. On the floor was a locket that was opened, faced down and one he knew all too well, his mother as well as Eirika's locket. He knelt down and picked it up, observing it before he flipped it over and revealed on the left side, a picture of him and his twin when they were younger, and on the right was a family portrait.

He wondered why this was with him since he had left it in Eirika's care. Smiling, he figured his sister must have stuck it on him before he left without him knowing. Typical, it was always something she did. He sighed and gripped the locket.

"I could try using a sleep staff on Tibarn." She then stood up. She started to consentrate. She let out a small roar as her wings sprouted out of her back. "Being a half dragon has it's advantages."

Well it looks like everyone is doing good here...yet man that did hurt. Should get ready to help myself...forget it. I'll live. Just worry about a plan. The others may not even need me, or I can distract others. Whispering silently, Nometal said, "I may be able to help..."

Rhys shook his head. "Honestly, I don't think all of us should fight Tibarn together. I know it sounds crazy, but if they'll react to the ones they hold most dear... the only one who could persuade Tibarn back of his own free will is Ayra. Amelia, Rei stopped when fighting you, so maybe you can convince him. Ninian is Nils' long-time sister, so that's a no-brainer. And Abel, well... correct me if I'm wrong, Alihi, but you seem like the right woman for the job of bringing him back."

Meanwhile, Charice the Pegasus Knight kept silent, feeling more alive again in between breakfast and these people. What better way to come back to life than watch a dangerous situation develop, then defuse?
So there are four of them? Nils, Rei, Abel, and Tibarn? Wow. Wait...
"Oh! I forgot to mention!" She looked about. "My name is Charice, a Pegasus Knight in the Constabulary. The rest of us are actually just outside. We're here to help, if we can!"

Outside, Ghis wasn't sure exactly why, but he let out a "How did I get dragged into this" groan as he slowly woke up.

"Yeah, we need to get Rei, Abel, and Nils back to normal as well. And what if Asami corrupted anyone else in the city? We gotta take care of them as well." He said as he continued to munch on his breakfast that was nearly completed.

Ed looked just a bit alarmed at that. But hearing what Amara said about sad looks, she immediately tried to look only slightly surprised to hear about her father being 'gone'. Ed didn't know much of relationships and certainly almost nothing of current relationships. So she couldn't think much about Alihi and Abel, and consider the fact that Alihi was with someone else before; she was more concerned that the girl didn't have a father.

Ed wouldn't know what to do without her own father.

"Oh, I had a feeling you were looking for that," said Ed with a bob of her head (rhyme unintended). "That's a little strange though. When people are 'gone', sometimes that just means they aren't around. Maybe he went on a trip." She smiled as kindly as she could while concealing her thoughts.

A journey to the afterlife, that is.