[ He did not think her monstrous for living and dying to save her brother. If anything, he found it noble, to embrace the only path left to her to save him from living forever without end as a mad, decaying thing. She granted him the only peace he'd ever known.

To hear her say that she sees herself as monstrous is not unexpected, though. Just saddening. Though perhaps not as saddening as to hear her say that she is still in love.

His foot catches on the rocks of the hill that they climb strangely, sending a large stone clattering down and there is a small falter in his step as he stumbles and catches himself. Of course. It should be expected. She would have learned, through Setsuna, how to feel such a thing. He does not have it in him to feel jealous, that would require feeling that he was worthy of such a thing.

But that does not mean he cannot feel regret or sorrow that he does not and will not ever.

His voice remains steady, even though he feels that his stomach has joined the rock he's sent tumbling away. ]

There are those who would have become monsters gladly to earn such favor from you. If it is Djibril that your heart seeks, though, you will have to wait some time longer. I have not felt her presence within this reality as of yet.