He felt her hand on his arm he looked toward it before he made a quarter turn to look at her. His head tilted to the side and wondered if he was caught between insanity and old memories. The look on her face reflected just how crushed he was inside.

He didn't push her away nor shrug off her hand. It felt nice to actually feel contact and his expression softened. "You're right. The blame lies on the shoulders of those that caused suffering. You suffered and so have I."

But, didn't he just talk to the Genesis he knew from home? Something didn't make sense.