Eleven's gaze dropped, brows furrowing as he fought to digest that information. His parents' spirits? It was difficult to imagine, given he had no memory of them. To think that somehow freeing his father's soul would hail the return of his Luminary spirit.

"How curious," he said finally, lowly. "So their souls are free to return to Yggdrasil."

His eyes snapped up. "Yggdrasil. After Mordegon was defeated, were we able to restore Her?"