Kain gives Garahel some sympathetic petting. It really is a lot to deal with. He only wishes things weren't so... so complicated now. This feeling of having such limited time is really starting to get to him. He has so much yet to accomplish. He can't leave the world in such a state.

"Right, I guess there's no way to tell for certain if it's her, at least for now. I'm almost surprised no one has come forward before this with such a claim. It's one way to sow uncertainty among us..." He looks downward for a moment. "I hope it is an imposter, and that it's not really her being manipulated by some power."