She was doing it again, wasn't she? Abandoning her father for her own sake. Rialynn glanced at Ramza, torn, and looked at the door again. It felt horrible. Nothing was supposed to be more important than family, but if they didn't return to Crystallis, there would be fewer people to fight the Calamity, and the whole world would be doomed.

Then again, who was she to assume that the absence of just one person would make all the difference? She wasn't that important.

Maybe she was thinking about this too fatalistically. If they did jail her father, they'd storm the bastille and break him out, maybe even bring him back to Crystallis with them. He'd apparently been a Hero before if he had a doppelganger there!

Her mind made up, she nodded briefly at Ramza and followed him. "Let's come back for him," she spoke quickly, seizing her bag by the strap.

Ramza, like the others, was greeted by the sullen spearpoints of the guards. Rialynn had one leg out the window before she realized the situation at hand. Guards outside. Guards inside.

Horse apples. If she'd gone first, then the others would have at least remained hidden.

"Drop your weapons, and you will not be harmed," the lead guard instructed once Rialynn was in sight. "We don't want to cause a civil disturbance."