[ Her expression grows serious... a sound? That's a strange thing to be afraid of. Maybe later when she's scribing all this down, she'll be able to think on it a little more but perhaps whatever caused their creation magic to run amok was something that they was affecting their planet too.

The mention of summoning Zodiark reminds her how shaken she was on learning that Zodiark- and Hydaelyn were primals, and she closes her fingers into her palm as she looks at the bow vanishing images of Amaurot. She's quiet for a bit, before looking up at him. ]

You... used the lives... of your own people...

[ Again, this is tough for her to follow, though she does try. ]

You've mentioned the conflict between Hydaelyn and Zodiark... though, I don't understand. If half the survivors lives were used to summon Zodiark, wouldn't a summoning temper those that were in a primal's thrall? At least... that's been my understanding of the primals the beastmen summon.

[ He told her before that they were summoned the same way primals on their home were. She looks back at the rooftop before turning back to watch him. ]

... what happened after your home was gone? What happened to the other ancients?