[ All she can do is listen. There's a weight to what Pyra tells, and it is familiar. It is hurting her to speak of this.

Pyra has not taken Honerva's hand, so she reaches toward her arm instead, lightly, lest she flinch away again. A corrupted object... interfering energy, and nearly paying the price for what must have been an instinctual reaction, for safety, protection, and then to backfire... and Ardyn, of course, using his ability to take it on himself. ]

... All of that...

[ A lot to take in. But Pyra's information helps to fill in some of those gaps. ]

They... are recovering. That is what matters now. But that sounds... awful. And you've been carrying that feeling with you, haven't you.