“Of course it is. Don’t lose heart when you’ve come this far.” She gives the woman a friendly pat on the back. “Someone has to protect those we care about. If not us then who? We are the shield for those we want to protect. So let’s give the enemy hell together. You’re not alone in this.”
“I know you’re right, but… It’s tough to hold on to hope and want to keep fighting, when it feels like it doesn’t really amount to anything. Do you know what I’m talking about?”
Sure, she was managing to protect Eorzea… But she couldn’t really protect the people that she cared about the most. It made it hard for her to want to keep on fighting.
“Even the darkest night eventually meets it’s end by the light of dawn. I know it’s tough and sometimes looks bleak. I’ve been there in my training to someday become a Sultansworn. Some times it is like taking one step forward and two back. Yet I don’t want my loved ones to suffer. I got a kid sister to protect. If you need someone to help you shoulder the burden then just ask. You have my sword and shield.”
Spirit of the Warlock 