[She definitely doesn't have oblivion waiting for her. Something Varian is glad for. As much as he misses the people he has back home, he knows they're all safe. Zhan Tiri is gone, everyone can just get along with their lives.

He still as he listens to what Amal has to say to him- the acknowledgement that Varian stumbling as he tries to do better isn't some immense failure he'd be disappointed in. That was something he was always so afraid of with Quirin. It was better before he got dragged into this world, but Varian had always been worried that one wrong slip-up might just make him a failure. Someone to be ashamed of.

He plays with his hands, clasping and unclasping them, diverting some nervous energy as he tries to process this without crying. ]

Thank you. [It's quiet but very sincere. The path was SO HARD to see. Sometimes he thought he was doing the absolutely right thing and then it made things worse. Sometimes he tried so hard and everything fell apart. But knowing Amal won't look down on him for that means more than he can put into words. ] I- I'm not so good at that. Um- knowing I can't see the path. I know I mess up a lot. I wish I was better at knowing how not to do that. So you're...probably gonna be picking me up a lot. Sorry.