That was an uncommonly detached reply, and Declan's head tilted, eyes blinking slowly before he lifted a hand to the small of Aoba's back and guided him to a different turn than usual. Up a flight of stairs and around a walk-way towards some scaffolding, the Titan ushers Aoba towards the back of the tower that hangs out over the valley in the Nepalese mountain range. Where they went thrust them out far enough over the great wall around the city that it was as if there were nothing around, behind, or beneath them. They were floating above pristine wilderness.

"Are you alright?" he asked when they were finally surrounded by the comfortable chill and surprisingly fresh air of those great heights overlooking picturesque beauty. Proof that some good was out there, the world not lost, just put away.