Fourth Prayer

[summonupastorm]

Where is Sir Auron.

[When Yuna speaks, it's not the quiet, shy, and timid voice that people may be used to. No, her voice is much firmer now, and there's a definite edge to it

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[blackantiquas]

Miss. I am sorry.

He is not in the keep any longer.

[summonupastorm]

But how? [No. No, no, no, no he can't be saying this.]

Where did you send him!

[blackantiquas]

I have sent him nowhere, but he is not here.

However, he is not dead. Do keep him in your thoughts.

[summonupastorm]

If he isn't here, then where is he? [Because hi, your all powerful master said the universe was destroyed and that this is some kind of sanctuary.]

[blackantiquas]

You knew others, did you not? He is with them.

[summonupastorm]

[Such a thing would mean he was back in Spira, but Yuna quickly reminds herself that this Auron is different. He'd be back on the Golden Shore... with another version of herself. Still, it doesn't make much sense.]

If the universe was destroyed like your Lord said it was, then how can Sir Auron be 'with them', like you said? [Yuna doesn't enjoy your cryptic nonsense, Rem. BC]

[blackantiquas]

Not destroyed; unmade. There is a very certain difference. Your world, your people, this Sir Auron, have been unmade, but they are not gone.

[summonupastorm]

[Unmade, but not gone. It doesn't make much sense to Yuna, and she's honestly not sure if she can bring herself to trust Rem's word.]

I see. [Not really. But Yuna won't say anything else. She's got some thinking to do.]

[blackantiquas]

[Rem's tone shifts towards regret.]

I am sorry I cannot give you a more satisfactory answer.