On the way to the Hall of Teleportations, Altair continued filling Kieran in on the situation at hand. Kieran likely had the same messages stashed in his backlog, but it was faster to hear it from his right-hand man since Altair had already read through it all.
Altair gave the streamlined version, and Kieran nodded slowly, taking in all the needed information, processing it, and stripping the stark version to its barest parts.
"So, Bastion has been supporting his grandmother's medical care since the start of his gaming career?"
Altair kept his attention forward but nodded solemnly.
Kieran couldn't help but sigh.
"Why didn't he come to us? Even if we couldn't find a solution to nurse her back to health, we could have at least ensured she was comfortable."
Altair shrugged.
