I'm...not sorry that I saw it. I- I knew, already. [It happened. It is a truth. He's often been confused, or misled, or simply not known enough to grasps certain truths in a useful way. But rarely has he flinched away from the truth, once plainly presented.

Well, he likes to think that he's tried to not, anyway.

Ignorance, yet knowledge.]

Only that I saw this way, without your consent. And that you, too, have to live with all this.