"Is being dangled over your head to hurt you. To break you."

Perhaps a kinder thing to say than admitting she was gone, long gone. Every trace of her, every shadow and fragment erased and scattered to the winds. It is not what he needs to hear right now.

Locus has come a long way, in regards to comforting his friends.

"This is how it was done, but I have no wish to see it continue. As I suspect you do not wish to continue to endure it. Know this for what it is. Know that I speak the truth."