"There is naught to forgive," Comes her reply, simple and serene; no offense is taken by the Lifebinder's test. The heavier burden is with Alexstrasza, she knows; while she can recognize a friend, Sindragosa's image will be no less a ghost to her than it seemed to be for Kalecgos. Yet he had not known her in life - the queen of dragons did.
The odd fixture in which she exists allows her sorrow for what was (knowing she met her own end, knowing her most beloved is similarly gone, despite specifics not revealed), even being a construct. Testament to her maker's skill, to imbue so much of herself in the simulacrum, as much as a testament to how little grief Sindragosa may have expected ere they left home.
The silence stretches, but only because her friend seems to need it. Was it recent, she wonders, or is it simply the reminder of the departed that causes her heart to ache, as it undoubtedly would in one ever so caring? Sindragosa does not ask; there is little point in causing the other more pain if it can be avoided. Instead, she waits and replies when the question is posed.
"He was… distraught, in our first meeting. It is a heavy burden to carry, that of an Aspect, and Kalecgos, though he did not tell me details, clearly also struggles with the circumstances he came to inherit it." If there is a hint of concern, it is not empty mimicry; he was a child of her flight, taken under her wing with the ease she would have done it in life. In this form, her role is limited. All the more reason to confide in Alexstrasza, who was yet a part of the young one's life. "I was surprised not to find more of my kin here, upon his arrival. He suffers for it, as well. For us being dispersed."
"Kalecgos is young but eager to learn, and it is obvious he cares for our flight greatly. His heart seems to be in the right place," A fitting leader for their flight, albeit not fully confident in his own ability to unite them as family. "He would benefit from having the guidance of someone like you, Alexstrasza."