That won't stop being part of me: the sea is my blood, if you ever want to hear the stories I'll tell them but that doesn't change. What it does is give people easier leverage, I was at the negotations same as the mages were and I won't pretend that were our situations different, if what I'm posing now were what it was, I'd have a greater luxury when all this ends than you might. I'd be able to walk away, wouldn't I?

[If she hadn't been at the negotiations maybe she could sound hopeful or wistful about it. Instead, since she was there at it, arguing, trying to come to terms.]

So long as I remember, by my culture then nothing is lost. I know who I am, where I come from. But I'm not the flesh and blood that I was, I'm-- I'm something other. From the Fade through a spirit.