"Yes," Bariyan answers, immediately, faithfully. Then he grimaces and looks down at the ground. At his hands, again. Empty and devoid of anything but the briefest spark of Light.

There's a long hesitation before he continues.

"I mean... yes, I still believe, I will still live and die by the Light, always -- but for some reason, it will no longer come to me." He holds up a hand and tries to summon it again; the tips of his fingers glow yellow, just for a few seconds, before fading away. "Except like this."

He raises his eyes to the Lifebinder's and smiles, weakly. "I can't say I understand why."