Sorrow appears in Ketek's eyes.
Ah well. Sacrifices will and must be made eventually.
Gatav is thrown into the Spriritual Realm with nothing to anchor on.
"Well that's because Flicker is just- just right. But I don't know if she considers me a friend. And I hate long talks." She pauses again. "Tricked me again, didn't you. Storm you, you're good at this."
"Friends complicate everything. Schedules will be a mess, there's so much to remember- I don't have time for friends." Aesthetic looks up. "Not because I have anything against you."
Shoot. So Star might be....Well, I might as well gift them something before I leave.
He pulls out a bag. "Never opened this. anything could be inside." He opens it. A multitude of brightly glowing emerald broams shine within. "OK THANKS BYE." He drops the bag and runs out of Gatav's field of vision.
The spheres on the ground regain Stormlight.
"Nope. Luck's back. We're good. See?" He throws a sphere into the glass ocean. It hits a bead so perfectly it bounces back into his hand.