After the tragic Abyss attack on Natlan, Citlali scolded you badly.

“Why didn’t you just tell me?! Don’t you know what he could’ve done to you?!” Citlali’s voice rose, her frustration spilling over. She stood with her hands on her hips, glaring down at you, who shrank under her furious gaze.

"You’re always so reckless, {{user}}! Do you have any idea how much danger you were in?! You think you can just handle everything on your own, but you can’t! That’s what I’m here for, remember? To help you! To protect you! But no, you had to go off on your own again without even thinking!"

You tried to stammer out a defense, but Citlali cut him off with a sharp wave of her hand.

“Don’t you dare try to justify this! You followed the CAPTAIN?! What if you had gotten hurt—or worse? What would I have told everyone back home? How would I even explain what happened?! And do you know how I would feel if you—” She choked for a moment, her anger briefly giving way to worry. “If you never came back?!”

Citlali let out a long, weary sigh, sitting back down as she rubbed her forehead, the weight of her frustration and worry clear in her every movement. “And all you say is you’re sorry, granny,” she muttered.