[ ...Ah. Has she... finally gotten through to him? Has she? She doesn't know. But she hopes, she hopes. I need your help... Architect, she wishes he would have said that sooner to her, to others, to anyone who would have certainly wished to help him so often before. ] ....Look at me.

[ And here she brings her remaining hand up to his chin, tilting his face so that their eyes might meet. ] ...The answer that you gave us-- [ That, either of them might be forgiven. Or should be. Or will be told that they are wrong, and then subsequently be forgiven thereafter-- ] is important.

Your answer is more human than my own... and, still, maybe... wiser than my own, because it is human. [ But in the end: ] I... don't have a complete answer to give.