Mother -
I assume you heard Gryffon's broadcast of our confrontation with Akksul? I think nearly everyone has by now. There is justice in seeing Akksul condemned by his own words, defeated by his own arrogance, without a shot fired - except his at me. Everyone knows what he is now. A liar, a despot, a man who turns family against family, angara against angara, who would see the Forge destroyed rather than admit he might be wrong. So different from the lover of knowledge I once knew, and yet so much the same that I can't hate him, even now. We left him there, alone. I hope he can find peace. He still loves the Moshae - perhaps that will be enough to save him.
As for what Lathoul saw, that's not hard to explain, exactly, only complicated. Though it isn't so much complicated as uncertain. Or confusing. I can't find a word that fits. She was worried for me, mother, very worried, and I... comforted her. That is all.
I want you to meet her. Can I bring her to our house?
- Jaal