[ She lets out that breath. That's not the whole truth. ] A part of it. There was fighting, over us. There will be more.

[ Her gaze flicks down to her hands, realizing the tension in them. Relaxing them upon the grass instead, she looks up to Noctis. ] The seal is Pyra. She is a construct I made. Whatever she can do, is a trickle of what leaks through that seal.