[ Again, he's quiet as she explains the intricacies of what he's looking at and what it all means. It's all quite different from what he's used to, but nonetheless useful information to have that he tucks away for later. (If only he knew about Delusions, but alas.) More important to him than the existence of EGOs and Abnormalities is the defeated look on Rodya's face as she stares down at the axe in her hands.

Rodya's only human, prone to the same insecurities and fears as everyone else. The fact that she rarely shows her serious side makes the contrast even more stark now. It's a rare moment and one he doesn't intend to dismiss. ]

Is that what you think?

[ The question comes out soft, but he gives her no time to answer before continuing. ]

I think it looks strong. Resilient. Even the sharpest rock gets worn down by too much exposure to the ocean waves, but both you and this [ with a gesture towards the weapon ] are still here, still holding on to your shape and purpose. If the axe breaks, you can piece it back together. And if you break...

[ He trails off momentarily, giving her hands a small squeeze. ]

There will be people here to help put you back together.