time grows short and nights grow long

Morgan

the glacier

I'm king of the land,
I'm a ruler of seas

Even though Neron was indeed preaching to the choir, Morgan felt her cheeks warm at his praise and let out a quiet huff of laughter, shaking her head. "I will help however I can. Perhaps I could train some of your Ascended that are less knowledgeable?" She had wanted to offer this, but didn't know enough of the Voice's children in the grounds to ask each of them. "Or help with some other element of the mission. Wherever I would be most useful."

Really, she wanted to be in a position to see that Neron wasn't in trouble, but she couldn't ask for that. She'd already come all the way out here for that purpose (something she still struggled to believe). "Either way, I hope my being here is a symbol of support from Halo to the Grounds. I know that our first meeting was not a positive one, and I'm seeking to correct my wrongs and make peace."

Treasures and crowns wouldn't mean a thing
If I only had a heart