[ His words are just what she needs to hear in this moment. Because she's weak when she's tired, doubtful and vulnerable when she's exhausted. And as much resilience as she has, it doesn't always come easy to her as others might think-- or... no, that's not. Perhaps it still does come easy to her, because she has support from others like him. Because she has friends who she trusts, who she can count on. That is a part of her strength, as much as it has become a strength of their group of eight.

Ophilia smiles at him, lying down gently... and it's fairly quickly before she realizes just how tired she's become. Her eyelids feel heavy, and they droop considerably as she looks up at him. ] I... want to do more good in this world. [ She won't be giving up after this, of course, and she won't let this deter her.

Her deep fears from mere minutes ago had been partly from the worry she would not be able to do all she wished to accomplish in this world, to not be able to help all those she wished to help. Alfyn's care has given her another chance; she'll forever be grateful. But at him mentioning Therion and Cyrus-- ] ....Do not let the others worry for me, please. They must focus on completing this chapter.