[Five years ago at this point seemingly and even then Mary recalls the last meeting with their allies before their departure as if it was yesterday. Certainly it was nearly that long ago by her own recollection. She'd spoken out in anger and Prajapati was one of those she'd leveled her ire in the direction of.

If nothing else, she owed the woman an apology. There was also the matter of the painting that had been seen in Pandaemonium, and while she didn't know either version of the woman well, the fact that she was seemingly living a dual life was something that clicked with her. There were mysteries that she'd failed to notice and now wondered if it was too little too late.]

I should have pursued the remnants of the Empire more diligently. We could have done more to help perhaps.

[Her words are softly muttered to herself, but then she looks up at the signs that Duster points out.]

I guess a few people decided they wanted to continue the work we started. Some little hope for them to hold onto.

[This in turn gave her hope that the Assassins were still functioning. She'd have to find a way to contact Aerilon.]