"Yima speaks of the same thing— that oblivion is inevitable." He agrees, quietly. It's one of the reasons why a part of him thinks throwing his lot in with the Zenith has a sliver more of a chance of saving the ones he loves than banking on the hope that what destroyed their worlds in the first place can be reversed.

Of course, he has no proof that either one is better than the other. It's only what his gut feeling tells him.

With the snowball fight temporarily forgotten, he starts to shape the snow in his hands idly. To keep himself busy while they continue on this topic.

"In any case, it makes me glad to you hear that you were able to reunite with your friend. I'm sure he must have been happy to see you."