The unexpected use of her title had Ashe looking round - she hadn't even realised Reks had been among them, so concerned with finding shelter, protection for her baby, and with thoughts of Rasler.

"Forgive me," she began, speaking quietly to him, "I... I had not taken the time to speak with you." The young mother-to-be was physically drained from worry and the entire ordeal; now, her tiredness was beginning to show. Though the others would undoubtedly go on to investigate, to organise, Ashe knew she needed to resist the temptation to involve herself in that and rest.

Rather than stating so (something the princess would never do out of principle) she simply closed the distance between herself and the nearest bench, sinking down with a sigh, looking to Reks whilst Rinoa headed off into the elevator. Tidus had been 'ordered' to stay with her, however, if he stood a chance of getting the electricals operational, then he needed to go.

"I'll be fine," she breathed, slowly rubbing her prominent stomach. "The walk from Troia was... further than expected."