It's a bit harrowing when you think about it... We're all asleep, and amongst us walks a black cloak none of us can witness at the time. I'm sure it was all planned.

[It's all said very unflinchingly. Before, Psyche had seemed earnest about wanting to prevent more death... this must be settling hard for her.]

None of us really made good on our little experiment, but what about you? What took you off course? Were you well?