Life has taken such a surreal turn that's it's hard for him to figure out what to make of it. He'd never expected to life to see his goal of a bright future for Alternia. Something like that would take lifetimes to achieve. When a full on rebellion started that knowledge became far more real, not just for him but everyone who'd ever took the time to listen to him.

He won't be preaching anymore, not like he had. A gathering of friends he could handle, though, small and intimate. The boy had seem so kind and excited, and even though he had gained a understandable trepidation around highbloods, he could never turn a child away. "Hello, Tavros. I hope you've been well."