Nara'a is one of the last to leave, having made sure others are safe before he heads out himself. He's immediately drawn to this boy, wearing an expression that's familiar. He's worn it himself when acting as a healer.

He reaches out and takes the boy's hand as he steps through the light, but he's almost immediately knocked over by the force of memory, of loss and pain trying to drag him back. Of a man appearing in his mind, smiling.

"My friend, you've done so much. You should rest. You may rest here." He turns away, trying to reject the false vision, but it has him wavering in the river. He's so tired... but that man is gone.