Urd's fire fizzled and her shoulders slumped a bit. "I don't know," she admitted with a sigh. "We know what they want, though, and that's an advantage. It has to be." She lifted her hand and pushed her hair back from her face, glancing towards the window in pensive thought. "But I know for a fact that a heart is a resilient thing. If there was a way to rebel..."

She shook her head, impatient at her own inability to follow that train of thought. "Look, it doesn't matter. One thing at a time. We need to do something about Praetoris as well as convince the natives we visitors aren't a threat to them. I'll find a way to get close to the mayor...you and Jecht and anyone else you can talk to should mobilize, find a way to connect to the people. We'll deal with the Organization after."