[Rydia sighed. She couldn't mind-read but it didn't take much to guess his train of thought.]

Cecil...you've accomplished so much and you know I think highly of your abilities, but no one is immune to this place. They're more powerful than anything we've faced, enough to enslave people equal to our power and possibly beyond. I'm not saying we should just accept that -ever- but it's something we have to keep in mind until we can find a way to stop it.

[Her common sense tone lasted that long, and then Rydia's shoulders slumped. Sniffle.]

Please, Cecil. Don't think you have to do everything yourself.