Very well. If there's nothing else, Lord Yuan, I will return to my duties.

[Botta pauses long enough to receive Yuan's acknowledgement that, no, there is nothing else; then he bows and takes his leave, making a mental note to find the Chosen's group to prepare for the time Aurion might go back to them.

[Kratos, meanwhile, sleeps on, unaware that there was any conversation being held. His breathing is still a bit hitched, but he hasn't stirred since Yuan moved him to his lap; if anything, he seems to be resting easier, with the care lines smoothed from his face and all the tension drained from his body.]