Mir nuzzles Fiora's cheek, a soft reassurance.

"It's fine if you don't know yet," she says. A soft smile crosses her face. "It's fine if you need to find that. It's even fine if you find it back in Elysium."

Then she turns back out the ocean, breathing deep.

"Just that you start looking. Asking what you want. Not what anyone else wants."

Mir settles her feet firmer in the sand, her shoulders squaring.

"Because right now I want to see the world. I want to be free. And I want to know why we exist."

Tears spilled onto Fiora's cheeks as Mir offers her comfort, but its hard to find it within the teary moment; it just keeps replaying in her mind,'you failed your family', tearing her up, eating her alive. Her sister, bless her heart, doesn't even seem to care if Fiora's choice was to go back home, to live the life that had always been set out for her. She just... wanted Fiora to search, to see further than her own nose and do what she wanted with her life.

Fiora nods with a sniffle, just watching her little sister for a while, her near doppelganger, her traveling companion.

When did she start looking so grown up?

For now, I just want to see it with you.

Whatever she chose after that, after doing what they needed to do with runes, after seeing Mythris and figuring out who she was.... well, that would come when it did. Elysium didn't need her so urgently that she needed to be stuck at home -- there were others with herbal knowledge, and really, Harper had probably made it home by now... right?