Nestor reaches forward and touches the bolt (or arrow) to be fired, bestowing the gift of light from his god.

"We need to be certain that these are enemies and not allies seeking a similar goal," Nestor says quietly.

"Celaria, can you determine their intent?"
I have no other love, no greater desire, than to be wholly given to the Commander's service, but man's heart is too easily corrupted and his mind too quickly weakened to hold faith in my own heart and mind. I believe that it is far wiser to trust only in the Invincible.