She did hit him with something rather uncomfortable. She didn't seek out his face, or force him to look into her eyes either. Instead, she was staring out the window. She should have brought seeds, grain. For the birds. They would have liked that.

"Yes. Sion brought me back, the second time. That's why he's been so..." She sighed, and made a motion with her fingers, unable to encompass everything he's been acting. Clingy, distant. In pain. "It was a particular experience. But now we may know something of what Kings are capable."

Revival. Of normal people? That was an unknown, and it had taken a lot to bring her back. Sion and the others couldn't just bring back the lost people. Not by now.