'Tis our intention to bring back those who willingly gave their lives to our deity. When you are finally whole-- well, even we do not know. We have been observing the increased density of your souls and are fairly certain that you would at least be equal to our own strength if the star is made whole again. Beyond that...

[ He shrugs, shoulders slumping. He feels inexplicably tired again and bereft of hope. He's dead now - what does their grand plan matter? ]

Seven shards have rejoined the Source. Had I succeeded on the First... [ Hesitation. He's aware that the Exarch is here and that details could inevitably filter back to the man. Exhaling, he shakes his head again - this time in resignation. ]

Had I succeeded, 'twould have been eight.