The tip of K'pandolu's tail had been twitching involuntary for the last little part of the conversation. Now, she clenched her fists, ears twitching back as her tail lashed from base to tip. "So it's not that you can't tell us anything useful- you won't. And why? Because 'we should learn it for ourselves'? Because that will 'make us stronger', here where so much has been taken?" There was a bitter taste in the back of her mouth, her words catching in her throat as she pushed past ancient instincts murmured anger. She'd woken with more memories in October- but she still remembered that moment of seeing van Baelsar alive, of feeling her own strength gone and then even victory hollowed out. "Knowledge is a kind of power- one we can use to empower ourselves to bring a final end to this. Is there anything at all you think you might bother to tell us?"

She flicked one ear in Twilight's direction, not bothering to look at her straight on. "A poor consolation. And how are we to know that that will in truth do us any good?" In the last cycle… the Onion Knight hadn't quite managed to pull matters off, in the end. And then there was Chiaki's theory, that such was part of Kalki's plan-

Ah. She focused her attention forward on the Sage again, arms folded. "The Moogles said something about Kalki. What is her current status? Was she one of those two avatars who realised you existed?"