[Amdi's tympana buzz a warbling high chord just at the edge of hearing, and he presses himself closer. He's been trying not to think about that.]

E-Even if she can do what she says she can...

I... [A long pause.] I think... the people who love you, if they met you again for the first time... I think they'd love you again.

[That's what he hopes for himself, at least.]