[ Flynn can understand her anger well enough. He remembers her snapping impatience in the shimmering heat of the desert, full of fire and worry for Estellise. She'd snapped him out of a spiral, helped him refocus on the facts, and he can do the same for her now. Flynn doesn't quite reach out with a steadying hand, but he offers a small smile. ]

Attempting to bring your memories back does seem like the easier option. Let's try that first. There was nothing like peace or joy in Commandant Alexei's death, but... he is gone, and there is a small amount of justice in that.

[ Even if Yuri nearly died too. Did die, as far as Flynn is aware. Even if he unleashed a massive evil they have no idea how to fight, even if the world is spiralling into chaos and Flynn lies awake at night wondering how they're going to get out of it and whether there was anything else he could have done if only he'd noticed earlier.

Even with all that.

Flynn swallows, aims for a steadier smile. ]

I promise you that we will do everything in our power to get your memories back and get ourselves off this floating prison.