[The rage is better than the listlessness. He listens to her snarl without flinching, eyes on her steadily. This is better than the apathy in all ways.]

Good.

[That's... oh okay.]

Then you still have the motivation to live.

[That's what he was most concerned about.]

I shall not lie to you, Miss Xion. The situation shall not get easier from here.

[They've all bonded. Everyone has grown even closer.]

Even so, do not lose that spark. We must all live for the dead, but that does not guarantee we shall live with honor. If we give up on our hopes and our beliefs... we are left with nothing.

[Nothing more than a shell of uselessness, and nothing more than waiting for death. He looks at her for a long moment, before he shakes his head, and also more softly:]

Hold on to that will of yours, Miss Xion. I fear it shall be necessary in the upcoming trails we shall face.