[ Thancred scoffs and shakes his head. ] There is nothing for you to apologize for, Urianger. [ Yes, his comment might have hit a nerve, but that has everything to do with Thancred and his own hang-ups. There will always been that voice in the back of his mind insisting that he is not doing enough, and while he has done what he can to position him in a place to gather intel here, the voice never quite fades.

There are many factors to consider in what they discuss, as well. Thancred will not be entirely open about the state of things in Thorne unless they are in the Horizon, understanding that it is far too easy for eavesdropping to take place here.

It is kind of Urianger to shift closer despite his discomfort. Thancred eases some of the tension out of his shoulders, a fond smile returning before long. Any tetchiness aside, he is extremely relieved to have such a good friend here.

Urianger makes the first move when it comes to comparing their memories, and of course he would choose that name, as the source of their most recent woes. A small, relieved breath escapes Thancred as he nods. ]

I do, though Himeka has not yet lived through the Final Days. I have told her some of what will come to pass, but not all. [ There's a pause and then he lowers his gaze, studying the gentle ripples in the water. ] The last I could recall was us reaching Ultima Thule, only for Meteion to appear aboard the Ragnaork to snatch the very air away from us. After I lost consciousness, I was here.

[ How disconcerting that had been, to not know whether or not he'd breathed his last. To not know for certain if they'd triumphed, though he'd believed in Himeka. Thankfully, that has been cleared up now. ]

When Y'shtola arrived, she did assure me that we were able to put a stop to her in the end.