Mortanne looks up and to the side thoughtfully, rolling the sentiment around in her mind for a moment. "That is natural, I suspect. To fear and hate the thought of dying, the loss of loved ones, the end of good or important things. The desire to rail against that inevitable march of fate towards that which destroys the things we value in the now. I cannot say I know the Matron's heart, but if it's anything like mine, I'm certain she understands."