He's felt as she has before. Feels it even now, more often than not. Like her, he had lost everything he had ever known, everyone he had ever loved. Though his people survived, they were irreparably changed. Though his country marched on, he could not rightly count himself its citizen.

"You may think vengeance is all you have," he says softly. Though the clouds did not escape his notice, he keeps his eyes--so like her own--fixed on Pomarr. "You may think you have no purpose without it. I understand this."

He glances back at Papyrus and Dipper. Precious few things keep Koltira from the brink. Precious few people.

"But it is not so. You can walk a new path."