"My people have paid their prices already, and Nalanni is paying hers."

She is aware, dimly, that this means the ebbing of the Gifts of Nalanni in the Nalawi. It is no concern of hers, it hardly registers as anything to note. Her attention shifts back to Rin from Yukimura.

"Ryba will not leave Nalanni dead," she murmurs, "Weakened, mortal. Not dead. And with that power absorbed, she will return my people to our home, as she has me." Her arms spread, a move of helpless beseeching. "Please. Allow me this. I ask nothing more."