"It sure sounds like it, doesn't it?" He can't help his wistful smile. He's never been entirely happy with his fate, even though it gives him purpose. He knows it's a great honor, but it's taken so much...

"None of us really started changing until we were finally together, and some changed slower than others." He laughs a little, "I was one of the last ones. They all made fun of me for being so slow..." But he doesn't sound hurt about it. On the contrary, it sounds like it's a fond memory.

"But when it started, we got this sense of... purpose, and a connection to something... beyond us, I guess. So if we weren't the reincarnations they were talking about, I don't know what we were."

He glances over, reaching to move one of her hands, holding it in his own.

"I'll tell you a good thing, though."