[If that isn't the honest truth. His thoughts have been turning to Ishval again, but at least after that he'd gotten to marry Gracia. He starts twirling a pen between his fingers again. Maybe he should deal with it as he had done when he'd been a country away from Gracia...now he was a whole world but in the end was there much of a difference.

Well, there was, it wasn't like he could actually send her something. His eyes drift to the picture of Elysia he'd pinned to the wall over the desk he tended to frequent.]

I imagine many of them are separated from the people they care about too. Do you know if anyone has gone to speak with them yet?