He winces strongly, as if he knows more about this than he's letting on. Damn it, got involved in this stuff because I'm trying to help people...

"So she was here at some point. Probably, at least. If she... so she chased the idea rather than you and instead of even..." He sighs, rubbing the back of his head.

"I suppose you lost her to that idea first, and now she's just gone? So you can't even see if you can shake her free. Layers of mourning her, huh?"