Isola's brows raised slightly at his words, a mixture of surprise and confusion flickering across her features. She hadn't expected such concern from a stranger, especially one who was going to die in the belly of the Kraken.
Her voice resonated firmly yet softly in his mind, like the gentle caress of a sea breeze, "You don't have to bother feeling sorry for me. This is the path I've chosen, and I have to see it through, even if it costs me my life," Her tone was resolute, leaving no room for argument.
As she continued, her voice took on a melancholic edge, "Even if I wanted to leave this cocoon, the Kraken wouldn't allow it since it would hurt itself in the process and wouldn't want me going back on my promise. My fate can't be changed, and I must fulfill my destiny to ensure the survival of my people. I can't let them down," She met his gaze, a flicker of determination shining in her eyes, even as they held the weight of her sacrifice.
