[He wants to laugh at the irony. Manages to refrain, barely, with just a sudden exhale of a held breath. Of course. Of course it would be their father. The sacrifice alone wasn't enough to satisfy the needs of the world for any of them, clearly.
He shoves it aside; the Architect is... her world's god? He remembers that. When she pulls back, he doesn't restrain her, though he'll keep his arm over her shoulders as long as she allows, quiet as he lets her think it over until after she speaks again.]
Did something else bother you about what you saw?
[Somehow she seems less certain than before, not more. It's obvious he doesn't really understand what it is they witnessed, and while asking feels callous - why wouldn't she feel bothered by that? - he can't pretend that he gets it.]
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He shoves it aside; the Architect is... her world's god? He remembers that. When she pulls back, he doesn't restrain her, though he'll keep his arm over her shoulders as long as she allows, quiet as he lets her think it over until after she speaks again.]
Did something else bother you about what you saw?
[Somehow she seems less certain than before, not more. It's obvious he doesn't really understand what it is they witnessed, and while asking feels callous - why wouldn't she feel bothered by that? - he can't pretend that he gets it.]