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"Why does she dislike Castor so much...?" -- "I don't think you look like an old woman; you look quite youthful... And to replace her? Miss Vortex, I understand this is a blow for you, and I think you need to think things through. I wouldn't take advantage of your grief," Ayko said, placing a hand on the elf's shoulder. "If you need our help, I'll always be happy to provide it, but I don't think I have the right to ask anything of you, and I find it unfair."
"She's really suffering from grief, poor thing. She's talking about replacements..."
— I am over five hundred and fifty years old. My youthful appearance is only due to the fact that I don't have a family of my own. Lunarians can flourish and enjoy life for a very long time... but as soon as they have offspring, everything changes rapidly," Vortex smiled. "My family has been doing perfectly well without me for about two hundred years. Perhaps I wouldn't mind a big and interesting adventure. But only if it benefits the world in some way. In other words, I want to join the Carnelian Order.