Illari took a seat outside, taking a breath as she thinks. Her eyes wander on the ground as she thinks back on that tragic day, so much guilt and horror was felt that day. It almost made her hate herself for having the power she did. "I can't sit here, I need to keep moving." She snapped herself from her thoughts and slowly stands up, looking to the path ahead. She had been wandering for days now, going where she felt like she was needed. Being the last inti warrior meant she didn't allow herself much time to rest, she needed to continue. With each step taken, Illari hums a specific tune, a lullaby that was sang to her before. Those were the better days, if only she could go back. Go back and prevent that horrible day.