"The Echo as your Scions understand it is simple, woefully incomplete," he whispers, continuing his soothing strokes across the Warrior's hair. "It is not merely a glimpse of someone's past. You are right: it is so much more..."

He leans down, pressing a gentle kiss to Mikka's temple. "What you see is who you once were. Before Hydaelyn. Before even Zodiark. Your past."