[ His eyes close in thought. Does he truly exist in the state he does merely because his own time is so cemented in that of the First? Or, does the time he hails from truly still exist? He finds himself torn on it. Part of him does not wish them to suffer and struggle without knowing that their hopes and dreams were achieved. The other part, however, would hope that those lives spared and reborn a new in the timeline in which they hoped for. ]

If t hey truly still exist. [ There is a sadness in his tone, but a shake of his head. ] All we might do is speculate. I, however, chose to hope that they have all found peace in either regard.

I see. [ A frown then. ] I would have thought that surely, after all you have done, and once the cure developed... that you and your sister would have well deserved rest. [ Not that he is childish enough to believe she would rest along side him. Or, even on the First and the Crystarium for that matter. ] Surely, even they would agree to that.