Serph mulls over Jack's words for a long time, hand gently stroking Jack's fur.

"One of those who died... her name was Jinana. She taught us what it meant to be comrades. We didn't have a word for such connection before."

And in them, she lives on, is it? He knows Argilla's thoughts are often occupied with the other leader.

"Perhaps she would have felt comforted, if she knew what she had given us was so important." He gazes down at Jack, a small, fond smile curling at his mouth. "And you are a comrade as well."