Delita indeed listened to the woman beside him. He wasn't sure quite how to live, but he was slowly learning what it meant as his friendship with the princess grew.

He fully turned his attention away from the apparitions, to focus on the living.

"I know no other way to live."

He looked deep into Ashelia's eyes asking her patience and assistance to attempt this growth. He leaned closer in, drawing massive inner strength but still too self-conscious to instigate the comfort of the embrace that he was seeking.

Unable to articulate the gratitude he felt, he hoped that the small smile would be enough to convey his feelings on the matter.