[ He muses quietly over that question, choosing to sit down on the pew that he has just brought together like he's testing if it was put together right. Interlacing his fingers, he hums softly as he looks up at her. ]

Yes. [ A beat. ] Doing anything... it's rather pointless, isn't it? Like your Monkey's Paw. Either way, they are going to die. Even if the events are changed slightly, they are still going to suffer.

So sitting and watching seems like it'll be less taxing.