"But you will decide everything, now. You do have choices - you have been making them since the beginning. You Travelers will decide the fate of the World."

As he continues speaking, Mei’s face grows very worried. Slowly, she reaches up and presses a warm hand to his cheek, a comforting gesture meant only to soothe - though she does seem to wish him to look at her as she whispers. "I measure beauty by more than the surface, Faed. There is beauty within you - I’ve seen it myself. What of the companions you’ve built, or the bonds you’ve made here? Are they not also beautiful, in their own way?"