At the mention of the incident with the weapons, Sodalite smiled. Of course it wasn't a real smile. It was hollow, melancholic. She knew that she didn't know how to use all of those weapons at the time, but she knew that she could keep people away from her using them all to annoy others. It was the beginning of her collection, the very first thing that she did after being born. She remembered Evenkite calling to the sky to get her to stop. She knew about human woes. It only her life stayed as simple as her annoying others with her obsessions. 

Despite Evenkite's best wishes, Sodalite would be unable to forget her, in the event that she couldn't be forgiven. In retrospect, it was just a day. That had only interacted with one another quite briefly, and Sodalite should have just been able to move on. However, in that collective couple hours that they talked, argued, and moved about, Evenkite became unforgettable. Sodalite's obsessive tendencies focused on Evenkite for just a small moment, and those thoughts festered into something larger. When Evenkite paused, Sodalite could see her expression as bright as day.

Her next words were something that surprised her. Obviously it was her speaking, but she didn't sound the same compared to only a few seconds before. Both of their names seemed to have been mentally plastered over two other names, both of which she didn't seem to recognize, and her gazing eyes focused while her ears blocked out every little sound that wasn't Evenkite's voice. 

Her head shook at the mention of Howlite. She went over the situation. She did the math. If she hadn't been so stupid, if she hadn't been herself, she could have stayed and helped save her. They were all just about the same age, but Howlite carried the image of a child, and could be considered one. Each of the gems took appearances and thought processed similar to different points in a human's life. For instance, she could be considered a young adult, or maybe a growing adult that is reaching their thirtieth year alive on Earth.  Her foolish actions allowed a child to be killed. Of course she didn't do it on purpose, and of course she knew the difference between being forgiven and being redeemed. 

Evenkite spoke again, and once more, Sodalite was caught off guard. Even she seemed to take notice of the difference in her own voice. It was her voice. They were her words, and she was saying them, but something was off. She then looked at her hand, her right to be exact, and seemed to fear its very existence. She didn't seem entirely [i]there[/i]. Her eyes and mouth were somewhere else entirely than the rest of her body, so to speak. Her eyes closed, and Sodalite continued to examine her. She seemed to be refocusing herself, and asked for a hug. They were her words. She was in control of her voice again.

Slowly, Sodalite nodded. Her face was calm and still once more. She had her questions about Evenkite, but she was sure that even she wouldn't be able to answer them. One knew as much as the other did, and Sodalite couldn't think of anyone else who could be able to help them. She'd have to read some more to see if she could find out what was happening with Evenkite. In any case, Sodalite got down onto a single knee and held her arms out wide, waiting for Evenkite to hug her.