Roland was slightly stunned, but he insisted, "You must have considered it. If it really comes down to it, I'm willing to assist. This is my choice; you needn't bear it on my behalf, Lord."
"Alright."
Ian nodded slightly, while Adalbert shook his head and sighed, a look of 'Ian sees through everything' on his face, before taking Roland to administer the elixir to Moda.
"Turn your father over."
The Deceased Monarch Researcher spoke gently, "His body is still relatively healthy; it's just his brain that has deteriorated, a sort of mental death—what we're about to try is an alternative method to restore part of his... normal cognitive abilities."
"You know, whether it's depression or mania, they directly affect a person's thinking and emotions. If we can restore the capacity for normal thought, perhaps your father won't feel such a persistent urge to seek death?"
