"Somehow I doubt that." He was...calmer, but the anxiety was still there. Wherever she came from, those worlds were still real. Not deliberate, indulgent manufactures like this one. Not sin. Indeed, doubt and futility seemed to be her message, and it pleased him not at all. For one, she was wrong. He knew she changed him; people are co-created. As if souls were powerless against other souls. He couldn't articulate how, exactly, but these things are subtle; something he hasn't much skill for.

"No, Koishi, I didn't lay a finger on her mind. Just my own."

Answers, eh? He wanted an answer as to how to get Satori out of there. And do that, he needed a question answered of his own. "Please, Koishi, tell me why she lives there."