[Caitlyn, sensing the communion problem, touches her shard and sends over calming thoughts. Images of puppies, kittens, and a Yordle she knows well enough, mostly. Things that she imagines would draw the attention of a teenage girl.

When she speaks, it's slow and steady, rational and calm.]

You are a person who can save them. Being here means that you've been chosen to join the side of hope. That doesn't mean you have to fight...there are many among us that don't. It just means that you have to hold on. That you have to resist the Kenoma, will it away. I'll stay with you and support you, while you push through this. You won't be alone.

[She tilts her head.]

What's your name? Mine is Caitlyn.