The thing about Garleans is that they are born to follow. They will follow their commanders and their Emperor to the ends of time. That is all they know.
And old habits are hard to break.
"Hey, Papalymo!" Yda calls and she runs up so they can walk side by side.
He gives her a glance of acknowledgement and the Shroud is quiet. A breeze ruffles the leaves and Yda smiles.
"We're going to get Ala Mhigo back, Papalymo."
"Aye, with your guidance."
"But…If you were to leave, give up on this fool's errand, because I know that's what you think of it, I would follow you, you know."
Papalymo looks up at her, takes her in, "A fool's errand is for fools, Yda, and you are no fool."
And the thing about Garleans is that they all have someone they would follow until the ends of days. Lucia and Livia and even Yda.