[Arrakis's eyes glowed brighter as he resonated with her words. Yes it was and it seemed he wasn't the only one who knew that pain. He squeezed Chise's hand tighter, hoping to give her a some of the comfort she gave him.

The way she didn't elaborate on her ability reminded Arrakis of Altair, who had always refused to talk about what it was like to see the memories of the dead. He decided not to pry. After all, Chise hadn't asked about the oppressive darkness around them.

He couldn't help but chuckle a little at Chise's sweet concern.] "Don't worry the poison's gone, I promise." [Come to think of it, when was the last time he ate? As a mage he didn't have to worry about eating and drinking as much.] "The headache is my fault. I tried to stop the lullaby with my magic, but it didn't work."