Flames remained oddly silent, his mind a raging sea of emotion, thoughts, ideas, plans and newly found knowledge; all kept hidden away with his cool exterior, only his eyes showing the chaos inside. He had learnt a lot about himself, who he was, who he had been and what his purpose was when he had died...but none of that mattered. The problems of the people around him, and those of the world, were more important...
"Isabella..." Flames said suddenly in that same eerily calm yet emotive tone as before. "Because of you I actually got a life to replace the grey husk of a person I once was, with nothing to tie me to this world...Because of you we managed to purgue this area from the disease and give everybody hope...When we used Spirit Unity, I took a glimpse at what you were like inside and was stunned. You have the power and will to be the one we need...When we fought off the infected ones together, we were using your Ki, skill and reflexes, not mine. You have so much potential and a strong heart to go with it..."
At this he paused before sighing and addressing everyone else in a slightly louder voice: "If we are to survive this Hellish game that we have been challenged to, we need to work together and respect one another, as we'll have to put our lives into each other's hands time and time again...I believe that we should take a few days off to recover, get acquainted and prepare for the task ahead of us, but I'm open to suggestions..."