give us a land fit for heroes

While Celica has chosen to bear the burden of violence for both herself and Rock, she still puts it off when she can, to favor exploration and foraging. The existence of the various divisions within BLADE does make it easier to proclaim such a quest, and not feel in danger for it.

The operative known as Pandoria takes much less concern for what others may think, it appears. When Celica had asked Pandoria - so timidly, at that time - which division it had chosen, it had simply replied, "Eh, I do a little bit of everything."

And indeed, together, that is what they do. Mainly Prospecting, as Celica clings to her assigned duties, but also a bit of Curating here, a touch of Intercepting there. When Rock accompanies them, perhaps even some Mediating.

Occasionally, it feels somewhat isolated, this trio of Qlu-Gaur-Qlu spelunking about the caves of Seaswept Ridge without a human supervisor. Are they truly helping, if they are just gallivanting about on their own?

But these ventures, Celica eventually realizes, are what motivate her to keep aiding in BLADE's fight. Mira is beautiful, to her now even more beautiful than the pictures of Earth, and her responsibilities are not only to its new inhabitants (as well as a Pandoria that continually threatens to come unmoored) but to her new home itself, where refugees roam.