Falin sat in silence, her eyes closed in thought. 'One will not return...so that's what he has talking about.'

"What! Will Jha'kal not come back? This one will not be able to stand it." Kha'jal said with tears in her eyes.

"Don't worry, I'd be with Nocturnal anyway."

(why do you always talk about nocturnal)

{Devote nightingale's, duh.}

(i know, but you always say after like, every sentence)

(Besides, that line was in thought. 'You can tell since it's written like this')

{Devote nightingale, I doubt you even know what devote means.}

Rewind "Is something wrong with this one? You are distracted." Jha'kal says to Falin.

Falin blinked and looked at Jha'kal, "I'm just worried what will happen to Valenwood. If what's left of my village is already . . ." She shook her head.

"So let me get this straight. If we wish to save the world, one of us must suffer a fate worse than dieing?"

'One must suffer just death. No worry, death is better than living in this . . . hell.'

(yes i do, it means to worship, I am EXTREMLY religious, if you really want to have fight, we can.)

Makor gives the Khajiit couple a dirty look. "Look I know your kind, filthy thieves, you harm any of us, I'll kill where you stand."

Falin frowned, "Easy Makor . . . Killing each other will only make things worse."

(should I be the one that dies)

"I'm sorry, Falin, I don't what came over me." (Makor has minor PTSD, he loses his temper quickly, he is really honorbound, so he is not really fond of assassins and thieves)

"It's alright, we're all pretty worked up right now."