[ There’s a few faces in the crowd that he recognizes, and of course, Liem is one of them. He’s been helping him, and it’s not something that Manon is unappreciative of. It was unexpected, honestly. So, compared to his more brusque responses to what are truly strangers, his tone isn’t quite so rude, but he’s still hesitant. It’s also just hard to piece together. ]

…Bits and pieces. It doesn’t come through clearly. Sometimes, I had, I don’t know. I’ll call it “control”. Sometimes it was the other people.

[ He shakes his head, then gives a shrug. ]

But when I was there? It was like every Shard was a blinding light. I, we were going towards it to put it out. None of us could really control it. [ There’s a pause again, and quietly, he offers: ] Still. I’m sorry.