[She was patient. Expecting silence but still hoping he would say something eventually. So when he finally did, even though he didn't look at her either, she was prepared.]

No. He didn't.

[A glance was spared his way. Observing his body language. It matched his tone.]

You may not have been with him physically in the moment, but...you're with him now. In your thoughts, and in your heart. [She would never once doubt his devotion to the Arathei.] And I may not know Thras as well as you, but I'm certain he let us see what happened for a reason. Painful as it may have been to witness.

We can't change what's already happened...

[A pause, and she very nearly chuckled at the irony of such a statement. All the more, considering who she was saying it to. The boy--or a version of him--who had done just that.]

...but we can control what we do next. In his name.