[ Trahearne gives Ori the time she needs to formulate her story, just as she always did for him. It's only fair he show her the same kindness; he is honored she's willing to share at least a part of her story with him, either way.

Ah, so she found some closure. The thought causes the corner of his lips curl slightly in a smile, genuinely happy for her. But what she says to him--yes. Of course. So she is no stranger to this. He gulps, a lump forming in his throat. ]

...I'm so sorry, Ori. [ He watches her. ] It couldn't have been easy. I can't imagine the pain.

[ He doubts he would have had the resolve to do the same if their positions were reversed.

And she's right--the way his second-in-command yelled No! at him will stick with him for a long time, he reckons. But they had no time to think of other options. A thought comes to him and he blinks, breaking the pool of tears that had collected in the corners of his eyes; they streak down his cheeks, but he hardly notices. ]

Would you...feel better if there was a way for your friend to tell you they're all right and at rest? Or if you could...reach out to them to let them know how things turned out?