He shakes his head. She didn't know what was lost. How painful it was to look at what the People had become and know that he had been the catalyst to it all. That was his burden to bear and no matter what else he saw, nothing would change that. He had to undo what he could, see what could be rebuilt in the ashes and death he'd create. The cost would be great, but he had to try.

And facing her, in the end, would tear him apart.

"No, you proved that you are different. I have met no others that have rivaled you." In her eagerness to learn or acceptance of the harsh truths that their history held.