"I never thought things would get this bad." A soft hand touches his arm. Next to him, Saki watches the proceedings with reddened eyes. "Of all the worst nightmares that a parent can have for a child, this may be the worst. Not just the obvious things..." Her gaze passes over the twins, and her expression seems softer toward them than before. "But the... estrangement. We hardly know each other, except for the scars of decades past."
She turns to look up at Zenithral, and the wrinkles around her eyes deepen. "But you... Zenithral, you are special - blessed by Ilmater for some special purpose! I sometimes believed that whatever else came from Ilmadia’s life, at least you were born. And now..." She looks over at her daughter again. "I wonder if you were sent to help her. Or to judge her. To make up with her, or to make up for her."
Saki sighs and puts a wrinkled hand to her forehead. "My prayers to Ilmater on her behalf have only ever directed me to you. You... have a closer connection to him. Has Myllandra ever said what might be done about Ilmadia? Can you... contact her? Might she hear your words now and grant you wisdom? She must know more of how these infernal contracts function."