I had some thinking to do. . .
I spoke to Dartz and his thoughts were anything but encouraging. I want to see Amelda happy and I want to be the one to make him happy, but I can't if the thoughts of Miruko's death is constantly haunting Amelda's dreams. I want to make it right. I want to see his smile. I want to be the source of his smile. . . I failed. I didn't fail him, but rather I failed to be that source. I gained knowledge that he is the way he is through the transgressions he suffered, but knowing this fact, it makes it hard for me to completely satisfy his soul. He has to heal and I wanted to be the one to heal him.
I turned to Dartz thinking this delusional thought of resurrecting the dead. It seemed plausible, but that wasn't the case. Dartz did all he could. Then something happened. Dartz mentioned that the spirit needed a physical vessel to inhabit. I have heavily considered myself for the task. He said it would be permanent, and with that said, I couldn't go through with it. It would be wrong. I tried my best.