Safe... *Shiox softly mumbles, the word tasting a little bitter, a little wrong as it passes his lips. Maybe it's the fatigue, the fear, or guilt, but he... it's hard to fully believe those words, as genuine and consoling as Kailas's emotions are. Not until he knows where Malba is in his own head, not until the boy opens his eyes.* ... Malba's safe. He's... he's with us. *he tries, quiet, uncertain, exhausted.*